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