Potato skins, potato cakes Hash browns, and instant flakes Baked or boiled or french fried There's no kind you haven't tried
You planned a trip to Idaho Just to watch potatoes grow I understand how you must feel I can't deny they've got appeal
Whoah You like them whether they are plain or they're stuffed, oh yeah Better face the facts, it seems you can't get enough You know, you're gonna have to face it You're addicted to spuds
Your greasy hands, your salty lips Looks like you found the chips Your belly aches, your teeth grind Some tator tots would blow your mind
And you don't mind if they're not cooked You need your fix, I guess you're hooked And late at night you always dream Of bacon bits and sour cream
Whoah, you like them even if they're lumpy or tough, oh yeah Whee, It's pretty obvoius to me you can't get enough You know you're gonna have to face it You're addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds
Ooh yeah
I'm givin' up, it'sjust no use Another case of spud abuse What can I say, what can I do Potato bug has got me too, Wahoo
I used to hate them, now they're all that I eat, oh yeah Whee, I've often seen then whipped, but they just can't be beat Now I'm gonna have to face it I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds