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[Вступление] Sizzle on the corner, hear the whole block turn One little test and the hot oil burns [Куплет 1] You tie your apron by the paper-lantern stall Chop lime, fold chili, stack the trays along the wall A sweet smoke curls past the bicycle lane You slide the first bite over, calling out its name [Предприпев] You watch their faces, waiting for the sign One grin, one nod, then the next plate’s mine [Припев] Try it, try it, tell me what you taste Too much pepper? more lime? i can change the plate Hands go up and the whole queue calls for more You’ve got a new favorite cooking by the market door [Куплет 2] A student wants it crisp, an old man asks for heat You tuck in pickled ginger, then pass another sheet The first one brings a friend; they’re laughing as they chew You scratch a note on brown paper: “extra herbs for two” [Предприпев] You watch their faces, waiting for the sign One grin, one nod, then the next plate’s mine [Припев] Try it, try it, tell me what you taste Too much pepper? more lime? i can change the plate Hands go up and the whole queue calls for more You’ve got a new favorite cooking by the market door [Бридж] You taste the sauce, add vinegar, just a drop The crowd leans in when you lift the lid on top “Keep that one!” someone shouts across the steam You write it down before it slips away from the scene [Final chorus] Try it, try it, tell me what you taste Sweet heat, bright lime, every plate a fresh take Hands go up and the whole queue calls for more You’ve got a new favorite cooking by the market door [Аутро] One more batch, one more smile You found your recipe a plate at a time
