| Hey, Harry
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| Yeah, Harry?
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| Remember when we were living in Privet Drive?
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| Oh, that seemed like so long ago
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| Actually, it was just a few months ago
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| There were a lot more of us there, then
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| Yeah there were seven of us
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| We could have started that Scot band
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| Yeah, that’s right. |
| We kind of missed our chance. |
| Scot for life
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| Don’t you want to remember all the good times?
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| Don’t you want to remember all the good times?
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| In this house that was my home before
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| I found a home to call my own before
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| I inherited a third home to own
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| Don’t you want to remember all the good times?
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| Don’t you want to remember all the good times?
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| When the Dursleys would leave I’m sneaking snacks from the fridge
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| Playing some kind of game on Big D’s Playstation
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| Loungin' in Vernon’s chair
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| Channel surfing
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| Just look at this doormat, oh the memories
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| Dudley puked on it the day the dementors hit Surrey
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| And under here, Hedwig, is where I used to sleep
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| It’s so small
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| What do you say after 16 years of solid dislike?
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| Maybe «Good luck,'» or how ‘bout «Thanks for saving my butt,»
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| Or just «I don’t think you’re a waste of space, Harry,»
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| Or maybe you’ll just say, «Goodbye»
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| Goodbye
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| Goodbye
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| Goodbye |