Holte End Hotel
Where I live all year around
In my dream
Where I live by the ground

I'll meet you where the lane from Witton stalls
They hurry when the voice of football calls

Holte End Hotel
Falling down, down, down, down
Ballroom days
Lochead plays, balding crown

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