He's so nasty, treatin' her rough, Smackin' her around and always talkin' so tough.

F7Feed me Seymour F7Feed me all night long. 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 glitz A little nookie gonna clean up your zits And you'll git it 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 git it If you wanna be profound And you really gotta justify Take a breath and look around A lot of folks deserve to die 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. CFeed me FCeed me FeCed me C7Feed me Seymour Feed me all night long CThats right boy Dm7 Do7 C/E You can do it. Would you like to be a big wheel, Dinin' out for every meal? I'm the plant that can make it all real You 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 'nitiative, work up the guts And you'll git it I don't know. 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 'Cause 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 gonna git it.

Feed me git it