Lyrics

[Verse]
Andrew walks in at three past noon
The Monday blues hum a heavy tune
Twisted tea in hand he claims his throne
In this bistro he's never alone

[Verse 2]
The lights are dim the chatter flows
Like a second home where everyone knows
He leans back grins as the stories spill
The weight of the week feels lighter still

[Chorus]
Oh Andrew's got a chair with his name
In a corner where the world feels tame
Brothers and cousins sometimes appear
In this little haven where the laughs stay near

[Verse 3]
The jukebox hums a melody soft
Glasses clink and worries are tossed
He knows the faces the stories they tell
Each moment a piece of a comfort-filled spell

[Bridge]
Mondays fade in the amber glow
Where twisted tea and kind hearts flow
A family forged in a bistro's embrace
Andrew's solace his sacred place

[Chorus]
Oh Andrew's got a chair with his name
In a corner where the world feels tame
Brothers and cousins sometimes appear
In this little haven where the laughs stay near