The Pub That Came To Stay
A bottle of white, a bottle of red. Perhaps a bottle of rosé instead. The restaurant is a perfect place to pursue romantic interests and reminisce about long lost loves.
Note from the Management
There's a man who came to play
Never showing on time, out of his mind
(diddly doo doo dine)
Every single gig I play
Something's not right inside
Paranoia and pride, nowhere to hide
Para la persona más especial que ha existido y existirá en este mundo. No hay inviernos contigo
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