Never Bite the Hand That Feeds

Tell me what you're doing coming in so late at night

I wanna know

You say you're going out with childhood friends from way back when

Where do you go?

Tell us what you want, we'll give you what you need

Just show respect for your daddy, little girl,

You know you never bite the hand that feeds.

Your mother's driven up the walls, you make too many calls

Who do you phone?

You use this place like some hotel, you want something you ring the bell

That's wrong

So tell us what you want, we'll give you what you need

Just show some love for your mother, daughter dear

You know you never bite the hand that feeds

I don't know what went wrong

I couldn't understand

You grew up much too fast for me,

I wish it was before, like back when you were four

I had you on my knee and I told you lots of pretty things

Familial attention can't be bought like other toys, it can't be sold

And even if it could it wouldn't do you any good, you ought to know

I'll tell you what I want, I'll tell you what I need

I just need some money from my parents, daddy dear

And I'm going to bite your hand 'til it bleeds

I don't know what went wrong

I couldn't understand

You grew up much too fast for me,

I wish it was before, like back when you were four

I had you on my knee and I told you lots of pretty things

With her friend Bill, and on the pill, she took a smallish flat in Sandycove

He wheels and deals, she cooks the meals and soon it ended up just like before

Way back at home

He tells her what he wants, he tells her what he needs

He says "just show respect for your man, little girl"

"You know you never bite the hand that feeds"