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Lyrics
There I was walking through the door.
Word got out it was Tupps At Four.
Thought about The Yard, Plano's too far.
Maybe I can bike it, no need for a car.
Step up and choose your favorite brew.
Or take a taste of something new.
Check out the art, tour the machines.
The twisted iron and the music scene.
Stand up, sit down, lounge on the couch.
Make a food truck run or just hang out.
Propeller fans and stacks of cans.
Echoes from some Nantucket jams.
There I was walking through the door.
Word got out it was Tupps At Four.
Thought about The Yard, Plano's too far.
Maybe I can bike it, no need for a car.
GDCGx3/DCDG
