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Feed Me (Git It), or simply Feed Me, is a song from the horror-comedy musical Little Shop of Horrors, as well as its film adaptation. It is sung by Seymour Krelborn and Audrey II as the latter tries to convince Seymour to keep feeding him blood by killing people, and he debates whether or not he should, eventually deciding to kill Orin Scrivello for his mistreatment of Audrey.

In the film, the song is performed by Audrey and Seymour's respective actors, Levi Stubbs and Rick Moranis.

LyricsEdit

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 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.]
[...What?]
[You think this is all a coincidence, baby? Your sudden success around here? Your adoption papers?]
[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! Let's see you get everything your secret greasy heart desires!]

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

Hey, 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

I don't know
(C'mon boy!)
I don't know
(Lighten up!)
I have so
So many strong
Reservations
(Tell it to the marines!)
Should I go and perform...
Mutilations?

You didn't have nothin' till 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 can eighty-six, real quiet like, and get me some lunch!

Think about a room at the Ritz
Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz
A little nookie gonna clean up those zits
And you'll get it!

Gee, I'd like a Harley machine
(Now you get it!)
Toolin' around like I was James Dean
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
Makin' all the guys on the corner turn green

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!

[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 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!]
[Falls off the Motorcycle!]
[I'm clumsy, Doctor!]
[Messes my hair! Get the door open, you little slut!]
[I'm trying! I'm trying!]
[Get the Vitalis, quick the Vitalis!]
[I'm out of it!]
[What?!]

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!

He's so nasty, treatin' her rough
Yeah, smackin' her around, and always talkin' so tough!
You need blood and he's got more than enough!
I 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!]

Sudden changes surround me
Lady Luck came and found me
Thanks a million, for making 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'll owe it
To you

[Who cares if I've been a little on the anemic side these past 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'm gonna go down to Schmendrics and get a bite to eat. I'll see ya later.]

[Feed me!]
[I beg your pardon?]
[Feed Me!]
[Twoey, Twoey you...you talked! You opened up your trap, your thing, and you said-]
[Feed me, Krelborn! Feed me now!]
[I-I can't! I'll run down to the corner and get 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 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
(Heh ha 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! Let's see you get everything your secret, greasy heart desires!]

Would you like a Cadillac car?
Or a guest-shot on Jack Paar?
How about a date with Heady Lemarr?
You gonna get it

Would 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
Work up some guts
And you'll get it

I don't know
(C'mon boy!)
I don't know
(Lighten up!)
I have so
(Tell it 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?

Think about a room at the Ritz
Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz
A little nookie gonna clean up those zits
And you'll get it!

Gee, I'd like a Harley machine
(Now you get it!)
Toolin' around like I was James Dean
(Yeah!)
Makin' all the guys on the corner turn green

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!

[Wait a minute, wait a minute! That's not a very nice thing to say! I don't know anyone who deserves to get chopped up and fed to a hungry plant!]
[Mmmm, sure you do...]

[Stupid Woman! Christ, what a friggin' scatterbrain!]
[I'm sorry Doctor! I'm sorry Doctor!]
[Now pick up that goddamn sweater, you ditsy cow!]
[Yes si-oh!]

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!

He's so nasty, treatin' her rough
Smackin' her around, and always talkin' so tough!
You need blood and he's got more than enough!
I 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!]

Other AppearancesEdit

  • The song is featured on the album Little Shop of Horrors (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack).

VideosEdit

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