If you were a stranger, 
I’d ask you to dance, I’d ask you to dance
And we’d all sing Halleluiah
And we’d all kiss the book, we’d all kiss the book.
Gloss hangs this morning,
Hangs a glow, spooks your look,
Hangs a glow, spooks your look
I’ve been waiting for Santa 
and I’ve behaved all year round, behaved all year round.

Films, we’re living in films,
With happy endings,
We’re just pretending.

We all grow old,
But never so wise, never so wise.
Thanks dear Rich,
For the too lame two line,
The too lame two lines.

Films, we’re living in films,
With happy endings,
We’re just pretending.