Feed me
Feed me
Feed me
Feed me Seymour
Feed me
all night long
That's right boy
You can do it
Feed me Seymour
Feed me
all night long
Ha ha ha ha ha
'Cos if you
feed me Seymour
I can grow up
big and strong
Would you like
a Cadillac car?
Or a guest shot
on Jack Paar?
How about a date
with Hedy Lamarr?
You gouua git it
If you want it baby
How would you like
to be a big wheel?
Diuin' out
for every meal
I'm the plant
to make it all real
You gonna git it
Hey I'm your genie
I'm your friend
I'm your
willing slave
Take a chance
feed me and
You know what kinda
eats, what kinda
red-hot treats,
what kinda sticky
icky sweets I crave...
Come on Seymour
Don't be a putz
Trust me and your
life will surely
rival King Tut's
Show a little
initiative boy
Work up some guts
And you'll git it
I don't know...
I don't know...
I have so
So many strong
reservations
Should I go
and perform
mutilations
Think about a room
at the Ritz
Wrapped in velvet
covered in glilz
A little noolde
gonna clean up
those zits
And you'll git it aha
Gee I'd like
a Harley machine
Toolin' around like
I was James Dean
Makin' all the guys
on the corner
turn green
So go go git it
woali woali woali
If you want
to be profound
If you really
got to justify
Take a breath
and look around
A lot of folks
deserve to die
hee hee hee hee
Spoken:
Stupid woman
Christ, what a
friggin' scatterbrain
Falls off the
motorcycle
If you want
a rationale
It isn't very
hard to see
No no no
Stop and think
it over pal
The guy sure looks
like plant food to me
The guy sure looks
like plant food to me
The guy sure looks
like plant food
to me...
Woah
He's so nasty
treatin' her rough
Smackin' her around
and always
talldnr so tough
You need blood
and he's got
more than enough
I need blood and
he's got more
than enough
You need blood
and he's got
more than enough
So go git it