Weird Al Yankovic - Addicted To Spuds Lyrics
Potato skins, potato cakesHash browns, and instant flakesBaked or boiled or french friedTheres no kind you havent triedYou planned a trip to idahoJust to watch potatoes growI understand how you must feelI cant deny theyve got appealWhoahYou like them whether they are plain or theyre stuffed, oh yeahBetter face the facts, it seems you cant get enoughYou know, youre gonna have to face itYoure addicted to spudsYour greasy hands, your salty lipsLooks like you found the chipsYour belly aches, your teeth grindSome tator tots would blow your mindAnd you dont mind if theyre not cookedYou need your fix, I guess youre hookedAnd late at night you always dreamOf bacon bits and sour creamWhoah, you like them even if theyre lumpy or tough, oh yeahWhee, its pretty obvoius to me you cant get enoughYou know youre gonna have to face itYoure addicted to spudsMight as well face it, youre addicted to spudsMight as well face it, youre addicted to spudsMight as well face it, youre addicted to spudsMight as well face it, youre addicted to spudsMight as well face it, youre addicted to spudsOoh yeahIm givin up, itsjust no useAnother case of spud abuseWhat can I say, what can I doPotato bug has got me too, wahooI used to hate them, now theyre all that I eat, oh yeahWhee, Ive often seen then whipped, but they just cant be beatNow Im gonna have to face itIm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, Im addicted to spudsMight as well face it, Im addicted to spudsMight as well face it, Im addicted to spudsMight as well face it, Im addicted to spudsMight as well face it, Im addicted to spudsMight as well face it, Im addicted to spudsMight as well face it, Im addicted to spudsMight as well face it, Im addicted to spuds
