On the way home I always take a different road since I can't decide on a menu
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I whistle as I turn the corner and take a short, three-second journey
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A red dragonfly dances in the wind, the sky hidden by clouds
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If I close my eyes, I'll arrive; I can smell dinner from a house somewhere
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That's it! Today we'll have hamburger steak even though I made it last week
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Ah, I'll knead a ground mixture full of beef, pork, and love
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The tail lights of the bus that passed by carry the wishes of many people's dreams
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It looks like there's a bond tied between me and that someone who says "Welcome home"; I'll come running
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Everyone is swaying, and on the way home, so am I
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It would be great if every day continued to be this warm
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For now, let's hurry and have hamburger steak; I'll cook a delicious meal
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I'll be sure to add a perfect glaze made subtly from cheer
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For the person waiting for me
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Though there are things I'm not very good at, I'll start with the things I can do
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Though there are times of tears, I'll believe in smiles
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Today we'll definitely have hamburger steak, and it'll be better than last week's
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Ah, I'll knead a ground mixture full of beef, pork, and love
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