Potato potato potato x4
They're red, they're white, they're brown,
They get that way underground
There can't be much to do
So now they have blue ones too
We don't care what they look like we'll eat them
Any way they can fit on our plate
Any way we can counter and heat them
We're delighted to think they're just great
Potato potato potato x4
Sometimes we ditch the skin
To eat what it's holding in
Sometimes we're rather pleased
Coat just the outside with cheese
They have eyes but they do not have faces
I don't know if their feallings get hurt
By just hanging around in dark places
Were they only can stare at the dirt
Potato potato potato x 6