WEIRD AL YANKOVIC - ADDICTED TO SPUDS Lyrics

Potato skins, potato cakesHash browns, and instant flakesBaked or boiled or french friedThere's no kind you haven't triedYou planned a trip to IdahoJust to watch potatoes growI understand how you must feelI can't deny they've got appealWhoahYou like them whether they are plain or they're stuffed, oh yeahBetter face the facts, it seems you can't get enoughYou know, you're gonna have to face itYou're 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 don't mind if they're not cookedYou need your fix, I guess you're hookedAnd late at night you always dreamOf bacon bits and sour creamWhoah, you like them even if they're lumpy or tough, oh yeahWhee, It's pretty obvoius to me you can't get enoughYou know you're gonna have to face itYou're addicted to spudsMight as well face it, you're addicted to spudsMight as well face it, you're addicted to spudsMight as well face it, you're addicted to spudsMight as well face it, you're addicted to spudsMight as well face it, you're addicted to spudsOoh yeahI'm givin' up, it'sjust no useAnother case of spud abuseWhat can I say, what can I doPotato bug has got me too, WahooI used to hate them, now they're all that I eat, oh yeahWhee, I've often seen then whipped, but they just can't be beatNow I'm gonna have to face itI'm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, I'm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, I'm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, I'm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, I'm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, I'm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, I'm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, I'm addicted to spudsMight as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds