I really miss your blueberry pancakes
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I don't buy maple syrup in Asda no more
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Sunday morning cooking em up
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wearing my t-shirt, I'm lifting it up
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And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
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The Holly Bush baby
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Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
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And everything else is momentary and
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Everything else just stops
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I'll have another pint of Stella please Brooke
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And I remember before this place was so cool and so full and
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I remember you wearing a yellow t-shirt
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and you had a friend, I was dying to meet her and we did
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back in the day
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And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
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The Holly Bush baby
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Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
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And everything else is momentary and
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Everything else just stops
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Everyone else is secondary
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Everyone else is temporary
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and I read into the letter that is filled with beauty
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the beauty of what was, what is, and what won't be
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Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
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Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
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Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
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Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
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