Answer:
I may be made of metal bone or wood and have many teeth. My bite hurts no one and the ladies love me.
I move without wings, between silken strings. I leave as you find my substance behind. What am I?
Everyone in the world needs me. They generously give me but never take me. What am I?
A caribbean shape that makes ships disappear.
I am a rock group with four members all of whom died in plane crashes. Who am I?
Dry though I may be, I am still a sea.