Feed me, Seymour
Feed me all night long 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 Heady Lemarr?
You gonna get it
How'd ya like to be a big wheel?
Dinin' out for every meal
I'm the plant that can make it all real
You're gonna get it
I'm your genie
I'm your friend
I'm your willin' slave
Take a chance, just feed me and
You know what 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, boy
Work up some guts
And you'll get it
Seymour: I don't know, I don't know
I have so, so many strong reservations
Should I go and perform mutilations?
How'd ya like a room at the Ritz?
Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz
A little nookie gonna clean up those zits
And you'll get it
Seymour: Gee I'd like a Harley machine
Toolin' around like I was James Dean
Makin' all the guys on the corner turn green
Audrey 2: So go get it!
Ooh, ooh
If you wanna be profound
If you really gotta justify
Take a breath and look around
A lot of folks deserve to die
Orin: Stupid woman! Christ, what a freakin' scatterbrain!
Audrey: I'm sorry, doctor! I'm sorry doctor!
Both: 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
Seymour: He's so nasty treatin' her rough
Audrey 2: Smackin' her around, and always talkin' so tough
Seymour: You need blood and he's got more than enough
Audrey 2: I need blood and he's got more than enough
Both: I/You need blood and he's got more than enough
Audrey 2: So go get it!