Text: Prefab Sprout. Appetite.

Please be careful is never careful
Till it hears the gun
She will always pay the bills
For the, having big fun

He talks so well, what can you do?
It's pretty plain, he means it too
I don't want to sell you lines
I only mean to do you right
But I'm a simple slave of appetite
I'm a poor slave of appetite

Hunger howls, hunger's red
Hunger stays, till it's fed
Then it someh-h-how fades
Then it somehow leaves your sight
Depending on it's appetite
Depending on your appetite

So if you take, then put back good
If you steal, be Robin Hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I'll name you after me

So if you take, then put back good
If you steal, be Robin Hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I'll name you after me
I think I'll call you appetite

Here she is with two small problems
And the best part of the blame
Wishing she could call him heartache
But it's not a boy's name

If you grow up to be
Just like him, just like me
You're fighting for exclusive rights
For honeymoons each sleepless night
In which case I'll call you appetite
Yes I think I'll call you appetite

So if you take, then put back good
If you steal, be Robin Hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I'll name you after me
I think I'll call you appetite

So if you take, then put back good
If you steal, be Robin Hood
If your eyes are wanting all you see
Then I think I'll name you after me
I think I'll call you appetite

Then I think I'll name you after me
Yes I think I'll call you appetite