Testo 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"