"CHEW" genre: Pop
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	CD: Q*BALL IN SPACE   Label: Bald Freak Music (ASCAP) Credits: Q*Ball
	Lyrics CHEW Id rather ride a choo-choo than fly high up in an airplane Ill never drive a taxi, if I did I think Id go insane Id sooner bite my tongue than say the words that I was gonna say Id never hurt your feelings & I dont why I feel this way Mommy Always told me Son, youre gonna be a star Thought it would be nice It would suffice if I Could go that far Anything less than success That just will never do Eat it up & spit it out & wipe your mouth but dont forget to Chew before you swallow take another bite Chew before you follow me into the light Chew now swallow down a piece thats good for you Chew Id rather eat some crow than eat the fist you feed me, take the pain Ill never let my mouth get in the way, Id love to pick your brain Id sooner bite the hand that feeds me, every finger is a meal They always hurt my feelings, now I think I know the way you feel Maybe someday A train will come your way So be ready Taste the rain Insane how it sooths your pain Cool & steady And youll wait on a plate for the day, sit & stew Til the day comes when Everybody wants a piece of you

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