Echoes Of France (La Marseillaise)

de Calvin Bennett

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Strangers, walking on a dark and misty night
Reaching, reaching for the hand of delight
Faces, faces that you used to know before
They keep knocking
Faces keep knocking at your door
We are strangers in the night
We are strangers in the night
(Wear your heart on a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)

Strangers
Strangers in the night
Sexy, sexy lady take me for a ride
Hoping, that you give him half a chance tonight
We are strangers in the night
Ah, strangers in the night
(Wear your heart on a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
We are strangers
Strangers in the night

Make it, make it the best chance you’ve ever had
And let sleeping, the sleeping dogs lie
It’s the best place for them
We are strangers in the night
We are strangers in the night
(Wear your heart on a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)
(On a sleeve your heart)

Strangers
We are strangers
Strangers
Strangers in the night
Stranger

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