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[Intro – Whistle Melody – 4 bars A light, melodic whistle leads the way — bouncy and charming, echoing the chorus hook. Instruments join in gradually: soft piano, upright bass, light snaps, and brushed drums.]
Whistle: “Whistle-doo-da-da, da-da-daa, oh-ohh…”
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[Verse 1]
You walked in like Sunday morning light
Easy smile, made everything feel right
You pulled up a chair like we’d met before
And baby, I was gone before you hit the floor
Your laugh's a song, your eyes a lullaby
Got me warm and soft like July sky
You’re not the type I’d usually try
But you’re stickin’ to my heart like homemade pie
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[Chorus]
You’re like blueberry crumble pie
Warm and messy, sugar high
I never saw you comin’, now I can't say goodbye
You’re a little sweet, a little wild
Makin’ my quiet heart run wild
You’re that something I can’t buy
Boy, you’re just like blueberry crumble pie
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[Verse 2]
You don’t need lines, don’t play no games
You just call me “darlin’” and I melt in flames
You leave your hoodie and your records too
And suddenly my place smells like you
You’re the calm in my caffeine day
The midnight song on my retro tape
A little tart, a little sweet
And you taste like every dream I wanna keep
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[Chorus]
You’re like blueberry crumble pie
Soft on top, fire inside
I never saw you comin’, now I can't say goodbye
You’re a little sweet, a little wild
Stealin’ my logic with that smile
You’re the reason stars feel right
Boy, you’re just like blueberry crumble pie
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🎶 [Whistle Instrumental Break – 8 bars Same melody as intro, now with fuller instrumentation — the hook glides through the whistle again, like the song smiling at itself]
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[Bridge – jazzy & intimate]
We don’t need fancy scenes
Just coffee spoons and movie screens
You in my kitchen, hummin’ low
I’m yours, and you don’t even know… (ohhh, mmmhmmm)
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[Final Chorus – full of warmth]
You’re like blueberry crumble pie
Golden crust and sugar sky
I never planned to fall, but now I don’t even try
You’re a little sweet, a little wild
Like a secret passed with a smile
Can’t explain, don’t even try
Boy, you’re just like…
Blueberry crumble pie
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[Outro – Whistle softly returns & fades
“Whistle-doo-da-da, mmhmmm…”
You're just like... blueberry crumble pie...
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Dayzzz
