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Belly And Soul (Teos)

Teos sign glows, I’m stepping inside

Ball game in the air, its all coming back


belly and soul


Kicking gravel with my sneaks, catching up to Pop in the lot

Pop’s arm around my shoulder, memories I never forgot

After little league games, under summer’s amber sky

He’d grab a cold one, 

I’d level up with that frosty coke

Three dogs loaded up,  me diving in

He’d share stories on the stools, I'm squeezing these memories


The Sox on TV, neighbors say hello

Felt the same day or night, 

that place was

Gold

(mmmm-mmmmm)


Smell of chili,  fill'n up the bar

Every bite’s a memory, time standing still



at Teos, where the good times live

Raise a toast with the ones you’re with

All the laughter, all those nights

Hot dogs, high-fives, and good times

Teos, tastes like home to me

Teos, it’s where we're gonna meet


Fast forward through high school, 

Converse duffles tossed in the back of our cars 

Guys scrambling for any open tables, 

Waitress, arms stacked with dogs,

always with a smile


Basketball prayers, pucks on the ice, and Friday night lights,

Every sport, every season, 

Those dogs woven into every good night

(good night!)

Graduation hugs, futures wide open, 

still chow'n dogs late


Even now, coming home, this place always connects

Friends and family gathered round, 


feeling at home again

Catch'n up at our spot, 

everything remains the same


bun steam rising, keeping friends close

Every memory, flooding back to me


at Teos , where the good times live

Raise a toast with the ones you’re with

All the laughter, all those nights

Hot dogs, high-fives, and good times

Teos, tastes like home to me

Teos, it’s where we're gonna meet


Years slip by, adding wrinkles to my smile

Growing up, just beyond that door -


(mmmm-mmmmm)

Older now, still meeting up with friends

Catching up with lifelines, and running in to... long-losts


Frosty mugs, with tables that show our age

At Teos,

That old jukebox knew my name

Old and young

the songs the same


Meet up at Teos, 

where memories begin

Raise a toast with the ones you’re with

All the laughter, all those nights

Hot dogs, high-fives, and good times,

tastes like home to me

Teos, it’s where we're gonna meet


One more bite, well maybe more

Nothing’s lost when I find myself here

Open the door, let the heartstrings hold

Teos, you're part of me...

belly and soul


(mmmm-mmmmm)

belly and soul

belly and soul


(mmmm-mmmmm)

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