We-‘re No More Strangers, Now Come On
Are We Not Well Known Now, For Long?
Our Mingling Are As Sweet, As Song
Our Eyes Have Seen Ourselves, Deep In
Hence, We Can-‘t Ever-Now Go Wrong
This Eve, Is Now Mature: Come On
We-‘re No More Strangers, Now
Come On We-‘re Getting Late, For The Festival
Those Drummers Are Waiting For Us
Your Lips Are Blood-Red-Bright With Glee
Quite Strangers Are Waiting For Us!
Let-‘s Move! Red Carpets Have Been Laid
We-‘re No More Strangers Now Come On
Your Foot-Steps Are Known All-Over
They Want You Midst Them, Any How
How Can I Keep You Tied, So Long?
They-‘re Dying For Your Company, Now
Don-‘t Shy It-‘s Okay I-‘m With You
We-‘re No More Strangers Now Come On
I-‘m Sure, Things Will Improve Now Soon
It-‘s A Festival For You, Darlin
This Lovely Breeze Of A Lovely Eve
Shall Find You Dancing; When They Sing
This Revel: Is All Set For You
We-‘re No More Strangers Now Come On
You-‘re Beautiful: They-‘re Bound‚  To Eye
It-‘s Plain; But Why Now Should You Shy?
All Shall Be Now Quite Normal, See
Enter The Stage; An-‘ Then Give A Try
You-‘re Master Of Your Art, Darling
We-‘re No More Strangers Now Come On