The wok of love
A passion must be in it
It isn't something for everybody
Cooking up in the kitchen
There is no short cut
The food and its ingredients
The taste must be perfect
Once a person tastes it
The wok of love
The heat of fire
The smoke flashes on the face
It isn't something for everybody
The wok of love
It is like romance
Build up the foreplay
Don't rush in
Without the proper heat
Nothing will come out best
The food taste may not sparkle
In the eyes or mind
The wok of love
A passion must be in it
It is like romance
Build up the foreplay
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