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    作曲 : -
    I really miss your blueberry pancakes
    I don't buy maple syrup in Asda no more
    Sunday morning cooking em up
    wearing my t-shirt, I'm lifting it up

    And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
    The Holly Bush baby
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

    And everything else is momentary and
    Everything else just stops

    I'll have another pint of Stella please Brooke
    And I remember before this place was so cool and so full and
    I remember you wearing a yellow t-shirt
    and you had a friend, I was dying to meet her and we did
    back in the day

    And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
    The Holly Bush baby
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

    And everything else is momentary and
    Everything else just stops

    Everyone else is secondary
    Everyone else is temporary
    and I read into the letter that is filled with beauty
    the beauty of what was, what is, and what won't be

    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
  • 作词 : -
    作曲 : -
    I really miss your blueberry pancakes
    I don't buy maple syrup in Asda no more
    Sunday morning cooking em up
    wearing my t-shirt, I'm lifting it up

    And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
    The Holly Bush baby
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

    And everything else is momentary and
    Everything else just stops

    I'll have another pint of Stella please Brooke
    And I remember before this place was so cool and so full and
    I remember you wearing a yellow t-shirt
    and you had a friend, I was dying to meet her and we did
    back in the day

    And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush
    The Holly Bush baby
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

    And everything else is momentary and
    Everything else just stops

    Everyone else is secondary
    Everyone else is temporary
    and I read into the letter that is filled with beauty
    the beauty of what was, what is, and what won't be

    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...
    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...