Quireboys Don't Bite The Hand
Hey sister, I don't miss ya
Still chewing on me to please ya
Hey sugar, is this another
Guy that you love like a brother
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
Remember when I met ya
Slaving on a waitress tray
Sweet talking mother lover
Living off the money I made
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
Say that you'll always
Hurt the one you love
Safe in your arms baby
That's how a man likes to be held
Take me for what I am
If you can't just you see
What this man needs from you
Ain't what, aint what you're giving to me
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
You're biting the hand
Don't bite the hand that feeds ya
Don't bite the hand
Don't bite the hand...
