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Bathroom Code 5437 (Verse 1 – Suspenseful Beginning) It started with a secret, a number we all knew, Five-four-three-seven — what’s a friend supposed to do? Lost Grove gave us laughter, and two free beers to go, We hid from the girls at Hide and Seek, they’ll never know. Camelback sand was slippery, we climbed it anyway, Jennifer found her footing when the steps showed her the way. Then came a mom from Ukraine, with three boys in tow, She didn’t need English to tell us where to go. (Pre-Chorus) We were wanderers in Boise, chasing morning sun, Moon Baby for breakfast — yeah, the day had just begun. (Chorus – Catchy & Fun) Bathroom code, five-four-three-seven, Wine and laughter straight from heaven. Vegan Reese’s, Idaho tees, Moon Kitchen smiles and easy breeze. Bathroom code, five-four-three-seven, We’re thirty-two years deep in heaven. No meat, no cashews, grapes and cheese — That’s friendship, babe, Idaho style, with ease. (Verse 2 – Midday Chaos) Paul behind the lens again, Ellen says no wine, Day-drinking ain’t her style, and that’s just fine. Jennifer should’ve brought her walking stick today, But the Katie did’s still hangin’ where we left it yesterday. Ashlyn at the Moon Kitchen, talkin’ up a storm, Boise sunshine, fall leaves warm. We’ve got jokes, we’ve got stories, and time to kill, This kind of peace — you can’t distill. (Bridge – Heroic Build-Up) Dog poop on the path, but we just laughed, ‘Cause friendship’s stronger than the aftermath. Thirty-two years of wine and road, Every step, another code. Dave and Rose, we miss you so, Your laughter’s still in every glow. Here’s to the memories that never fade, To the love that every year remade. (Final Chorus – Heroic Ending) Bathroom code, five-four-three-seven, We’ve earned our ticket straight to heaven. From Camelback dust to the wine divine, Boise, you’re forever in this heart of mine. Bathroom code, five-four-three-seven, For the friends who turn time into legend. Here’s to us — still brave, still true, Thirty-two years — and we’re just passin’ through.