Without You
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Without You
A stove is a stove,
no matter where you go.
A patty is a patty,
that's what I say.

A grill is a grill,
this is surely so.
And fries should be fries,
either 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 kitchen's not the same without you.
It's just a greasy spoon without you.
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