Going down Love Street
with my hands in my pockets
I want to get down and dance
sliding sweet and crisp

My hair perfumed as in the old days
for I am up for it all, passion unbound
for going down Love Street
you my love I have found

My love you have seen all of me
you know my faults and strengths
you know my love
the cross on my chest

I am going down Love Street
with the mistress I love
she will smile at me
as I do smile on her

And we will be complete
glory to her name
my sweet queen
her from Love Street

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris