Feed me, feed me, morsels to the hungry,
But many times you're missing
The money, the money, dollars for my tummy,
To go to filling something,
Out of your happenstances
Circumstances, giving me money, honey,
Sweetie, darling, times are hard
I'm sorry, sorry- but baby doll I'm hungry!
Starving! Eating, putting down the sugar,
Growing, expanding taking up the seatspace
Buying, finding extra seats to fill
Your wanting,
Help me
Fit through the door, I'm not small anymore
I am all that you feel, so baby
Feed me, feed me- you're feeling kinda hungry.


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