Music by Elton John, lyrics by Tim Rice
He called us slobbering! Said we were mangy! Did I hear stupid? Huh? Tell us again-- gee It's so incredible That you're so rude When you're so edible When you are food! It's time to chow down Chow down! Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chow down I'm chompin' at the bit, baby My stomach's on the growl, son Chow down! Chow down! You both been invited on a date Two courses handed to us on a plate We'll have you raw, won't be long to wait Seeing you're already brown Chow down! Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chow down! Your ribs are looking so tasty Such chewy little chops, chums Eat up! Now wasn't it her mom who ate your dad? And having parents eaten makes us mad We're gonna settle up the score a tad We've never had a snack of such renown Chow down! Chow down! Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh- What, Ed? What is it? Hey, did we order this dinner to go? No Well, there it goes! I think we should begin the meal from scratch So many juicy segments to detach Be good as gold for you're as good as carved Here, kitty kitty... We're starved!
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