(SUNG TO THE TUNE OF BON JOVI'S LIVIN' ON A PRAYER)
We planted potatoes
in the field,
and worked hard
and had a great meal
We work all day
with the spade,
we work all day
to get our pay
My mother says:
love potatoes, love potatoes, love potatoes now
I have a plan for you
eat potatoes, eat potatoes, eat potatoes now
if we cook 'em or not,
we'll eat potatoes
and we'll never be fat,
we'll eat potatoes
and we'll never be hungry or sad
if we learn how to fry!
ooooohh, potaaaaaatoes,
oooh oh, potatoes in the sky!
ooooohh, potaaaaaatoes,
oooh oh, they fly so high!
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