Good Times Are

Chorus

Khachapuri on the table, golden bread and cheesy heart

Every little bite feels like a memory from the start

Mama’s recipe from far away, now it’s here in my hometown bar

Khachapuri and a song, that’s where good times are

Post-Chorus

Oh oh oh, khachapuri bliss

Oh oh oh, a night like this

Verse 2

Steam rising in the kitchen, laughter warm as July

Passing plates among good friends, stories drift like fireflies

Rolling dough with restless hands, wishing you were by my side

But the flavor brings you back with every bite

Pre-Chorus

Simple things, they linger on

Like smoked cheese after you’re gone

Chorus

Khachapuri on the table, golden bread and cheesy heart

Every little bite feels like a memory from the start

Mama’s recipe from far away, now it’s here in my hometown bar

Khachapuri and a song, that’s where good times are

Post-Chorus

Oh oh oh, khachapuri bliss

Oh oh oh, a night like this