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Feed Me (Git It!)

๐Ÿ‘ค Jonathan Groff, Kingsley Leggs, Tammy Blanchard, Christian Borle, Ari Groover, Salome Smith, Joy Woods โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Little Shop of Horrors: The New Cast Album โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:17
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โฑ๏ธ 4:17 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 28241192

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Feed me

Does it have to be human?

Feed me

Does it have to be mine?

Feed me

Where am I supposed 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
Ha ha ha!
'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 supposed 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?

Cadillac car?

Or a good shot on Jack Carr?

Shot on Jack Carr?

How about a date with Hedy Lamarr?
You're gonna get it

Get it, get it, get it

How'd you like to be a big wheel?

Be a big wheel?

Dining out for every meal?

Every meal?

I'm the plant who can make it real
You're gonna get it

Ooh, you're gonna get it now!

I'm your genie, I'm your friend
I'm your willing slave
Take a chance, just feed me, and
You know the kind of eats
The kind of red-hot treats
The kind of 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 the guts
And you'll get it

I don't know
I don't know
I have so
So many strong reservations
Should I go and perform mutilations?

You didn't have nothin' 'til you met me
Come on, kid
What'll it be?
Money? Girls? One particular girl
How 'bout that Audrey?
Think it over
There must be someone you could 86 real quiet-like
And get me some lunch!

How's about a room at the Ritz?

How's about a room at the Ritz?

Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz

Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz

A little milkie gonna clean up your zits
And you'll get it

Get it

Gee, I'd like a Harley machine

Now you're talking!

Roaming around like I was James Dean
Making all the guys on the corner turn green

So go get it

Get it, get it

If you wanna be profound
And you really gotta justify
Take a breath and look around
A lot of folks deserve to die

They deserve to die

Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute
That's not a very nice thing to say

But it's true, isn't it?

No
I don't know anybody who deserves to
Get chopped up and fed to a hungry plant

Mmm, 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 dizzy cow

Yes, Doctor
Right away, Doctor

Christ, if your stupid head weren't screwed on

If you want our 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

He's so nasty, treating her rough

Smacking her around and always talking 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 get it!

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