A grill is a grill so this is surely soul
A fries should be fries in a way.
But this grill is not a home,
This is not the stove I know,
I would trade it all away,
If you'd come back to stay,
This kitchens not the same,
Without you,
It’s just a grill, it’s just a greasy spoon,
Without you.
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