Feed Me (Git It) - 1982 Original Cast
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Sudden changes surround me Lady luck came and found me Thanks a million for makin' the magic you do ♪ Thanks to you, sweet Petunia Mushnik's taken a junior And someday, when I own this whole shop I'll remember I owe it to you Who cares if I've been a little on the anemic side these last few weeks? So what if I've had a few dizzy spells, a little light-headedness It's been worth it, old pal Twoey, I'm a little hungry I'ma go down to Schmendick's and get a bite to eat I'll see ya later Feed me I beg your pardon? Feed me Twoey, Twoey, you, you talk! You open your trap, your thing, and you say Feed me Krelborn, feed me now! I'll run down to the corner and pick you some nice chopped sirloin Must be blood! Twoey, that's disgusting Must be fresh! I don't wanna hear this Feed me! Does it have to be human? Feed me! Does it have to be mine? Feed me! Where am I s'posed to get it? Feed me, Seymour Feed me all night long That's right, boy! You can do it Feed me, Seymour Feed me all night long ♪ 'Cause if you feed me, Seymour I can grow up Big and strong You eat blood, Audrey II Let's face it, how am I s'posed to keep on feeding you, kill people? I'll make it worth your while Look, you're a plant, an inanimate object Does this look inanimate to you, punk? If I can talk and I can move, who's to say I can't do anything I want? Like what? Like deliver, pal! Like see you get everything your secret, greasy heart desires Would you like a Cadillac car? Or a guest shot on Jack Parr? How about a date with Hedy Lamarr? You're gonna git it Mm, would you like to be a big wheel? Dining out for every meal I'm the plant to make it all real You're gonna git it I'm your genie I'm your friend I'm your willing slave Take a chance, just feed me and You know the kinda eats The kinda red hot treats The kinda sticky, licky 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, work up some guts! And you'll git it I don't know (Come on, boy!) I don't know (Lighten up) I have so (Tell to the Marines) So many strong Reservations (Cut the crap, and bring on the meat!) Should I go (My, my, my) And perform (Uh huh) Mutilations? Now, let me see here, mm Think about a room at the Ritz Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz A little nookie gonna clean up your zits And you'll git it Gee, I'd like a Harley machine (Now you're talkin'!) Tooling around like I was James Dean (Yeah) Makin' all the guys on the corner turn green! Go git it Mm, if you wanna be profound If you really gotta justify! Take a breath and look around A lotta folks deserve to die Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute! That's not a very nice thing to say I don't anyone who deserves to get chopped up and fed to a hungry plant Mmmm... sure you do Stupid woman! Christ, what a freakin' scatterbrain! (I'm sorry Doctor, I'm sorry Doctor!) Now get the hell in there and pick up the goddamn sweater, you ditzy cow! (Yes Doct-, Oh!) Mhmm If you want a rationale It isn't very hard to see 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 Ow, he's so nasty treating her rough Smacking her around and always talkin' so tough You eat blood and he's got more than enough I eat blood and he's got more than enough You eat blood and he's got more than enough So go git it! Sudden changes surround me Lady luck came and found me Thanks a million for makin' the magic you do ♪ Thanks to you, sweet Petunia Mushnik's taken a junior And someday, when I own this whole shop I'll remember I owe it to you Who cares if I've been a little on the anemic side these last few weeks? So what if I've had a few dizzy spells, a little light-headedness It's been worth it, old pal Twoey, I'm a little hungry I'ma go down to Schmendick's and get a bite to eat I'll see ya later Feed me I beg your pardon? Feed me Twoey, Twoey, you, you talk! You open your trap, your thing, and you say Feed me Krelborn, feed me now! I'll run down to the corner and pick you some nice chopped sirloin Must be blood! Twoey, that's disgusting Must be fresh! I don't wanna hear this Feed me! Does it have to be human? Feed me! Does it have to be mine? Feed me! Where am I s'posed to get it? Feed me, Seymour Feed me all night long That's right, boy! You can do it Feed me, Seymour Feed me all night long ♪ 'Cause if you feed me, Seymour I can grow up Big and strong You eat blood, Audrey II Let's face it, how am I s'posed to keep on feeding you, kill people? I'll make it worth your while Look, you're a plant, an inanimate object Does this look inanimate to you, punk? If I can talk and I can move, who's to say I can't do anything I want? Like what? Like deliver, pal! Like see you get everything your secret, greasy heart desires Would you like a Cadillac car? Or a guest shot on Jack Parr? How about a date with Hedy Lamarr? You're gonna git it Mm, would you like to be a big wheel? Dining out for every meal I'm the plant to make it all real You're gonna git it I'm your genie I'm your friend I'm your willing slave Take a chance, just feed me and You know the kinda eats The kinda red hot treats The kinda sticky, licky 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, work up some guts! And you'll git it I don't know (Come on, boy!) I don't know (Lighten up) I have so (Tell to the Marines) So many strong Reservations (Cut the crap, and bring on the meat!) Should I go (My, my, my) And perform (Uh huh) Mutilations? Now, let me see here, mm Think about a room at the Ritz Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz A little nookie gonna clean up your zits And you'll git it Gee, I'd like a Harley machine (Now you're talkin'!) Tooling around like I was James Dean (Yeah) Makin' all the guys on the corner turn green! Go git it Mm, if you wanna be profound If you really gotta justify! Take a breath and look around A lotta folks deserve to die Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute! That's not a very nice thing to say I don't anyone who deserves to get chopped up and fed to a hungry plant Mmmm... sure you do Stupid woman! Christ, what a freakin' scatterbrain! (I'm sorry Doctor, I'm sorry Doctor!) Now get the hell in there and pick up the goddamn sweater, you ditzy cow! (Yes Doct-, Oh!) Mhmm If you want a rationale It isn't very hard to see 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 Ow, he's so nasty treating her rough Smacking her around and always talkin' so tough You eat blood and he's got more than enough I eat blood and he's got more than enough You eat blood and he's got more than enough So go git it!
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- 04:57
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- 95 BPM
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