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 owe it to you

Ah, Tuey

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

Look, I'm gonna run down to Schmendrick's and get something to eat

I'll see you later

Oh boy

Here we go again

Tuey, I haven't got much left, look, just let me heal a few more days, okay

Then we'll start on the left hand again

Feed me

I beg your pardon

Feed me

Tuey, you talked you opened up your trap, your thing, and you said

Feed me Krelborn, feed me now

I can't

I'm starving

Oh boy

Look maybe I can squeeze a little out of this one but

I need some food

More, more

But there isn't any more

What do you want me to do slit my wrists?

Look, how about I run down to the corner and pick up some nice chop sirloin

Must be blood

Tuey, 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 suppose 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 suppose to keep on feeding you, kill people?

I'll make it worth your while

What?

You think this is all a coincidence, baby

The 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

Like see you get everything your sickly, greasy heart desires

Would you like a Cadillac car?

Or a guest shot on Jack Paar?

How about a date with Hedy Lamarr?

You gonna get it (Well, well, well, well)

How'd you 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

(You're gonna get 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 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 nothing till you met me

Come on, kid, what'll it be?

Money, girls, one particular girl

How about that Audrey

Think it over

There must be someone you could 86

Real quiet like

And get me some lunch

How'd you like a room at the Ritz?

Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz

A little nookie gonna clean up your zits and you'll get it

(Get it, get it)

(Get it, get it, get it, get it)

(Get it, get it, get it, get it)

Gee, I'd like a Harley machine

Toolin' around like I was James Dean

Making all the guys on the corner turn green

Soon you'll get it, oh

If you wanna be profound

You really gotta justify

Take a breath and look around

A lot of folks deserve to die

(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 be chopped up

And fed to a hungry plant

Hmm, sure you do

Stupid woman

Christ, what a freaking scatter brain

I'm sorry doctor, I'm sorry doctor

Now get the hell in there and pick up your goddamn sweater

You dizzy cow

Yes doctor, right away doctor

Hi Seymour, I left my sweater here before

Come on, move it, you little slut

How do you like that stupid dame?

Forgets her freaking sweater

Christ, if your stupid head weren't screwed on

Orin, that hurt

Move it

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, treating her rough

Smackin' her around and always talking so tough

You need blood, he's got more than enough

I need blood and he's got more than enough

You need blood, he's got more than enough

(I need blood and he's got more than enough)

So go get it