The
kitchen is hot
The
cooks will sweat in the heat
It
takes passion and determination
Cooking
up a storm of dishes
You
can't cut it
If
you can't stand the heat
You
will give up half way
No
chance to travel the world
The
wok in the mind
The
hands will do the talking
Once
it isn't there
Regrets
will be plenty
If
we are afraid of change
We
will regret it in our lives
We
let the crooks take control
We
have no chance to travel the world
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