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Songtexte: Ratt. Don't Bite the Hand That Feeds.

Bombs away
Down in the city somewhere
You're a cruel survivor
A little bit goes a long way, so they say

You always want what you can't have

Like love, I'm the one
Well, don't you bite the hand that feeds you
If you want what I got
Well, don't you bite the hand that feeds you

Stealin' hearts and all your cheap talk like hell
I wouldn't put it past you
But sooner or later you'll pay
That's okay

You always want what you can't get

Like love, it ain't funny
Well, don't you bite the hand that feeds you
You want money, I'll tell you honey
Well, don't you bite the hand that feeds you

I'm a man with a strange appetite
And I'll be takin' you home tonight
If you can take the bed out of my head
But you can't take away the fun

So many times I still wonder why
You tried to keep me in line, yeah

You can take the bed out of my head
But you can't take away the fun

'Cause that's love, I'm the one
Don't you bite the hand that feeds you
If you want, baby, what I've got
Well, don't you bite the hand that feeds you

If you want
(You want)
What I got
(I got)
Well, don't you bite the hand that feeds you

Like love
(Like love)
I'm the one
(I'm the one)
Well, don't you bite the hand that feeds you

Bite me, oh yeah
Don't you bite the hand that feeds you