
This is the third track on "Polka Party" and the third track on "The Food Album". "Addicted to Love" by Robert Palmer. This is for entertainment purpose only, and belongs to Al. Potato skins, potato cakes Hash browns, and instant flakes Baked or boiled or french fried Theres no kind you havent tried You planned a trip to idaho Just to watch potatoes grow I understand how you must feel I cant deny theyve got appeal Whoah You like them whether they are plain or theyre stuffed, oh yeah Better face the facts, it seems you cant get enough You know, youre gonna have to face it Youre 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 dont mind if theyre not cooked You need your fix, I guess youre hooked And late at night you always dream Of bacon bits and sour cream Whoah, you like them even if theyre lumpy or tough, oh yeah Whee, its pretty obvoius to me you cant get enough You know youre gonna have to face it Youre addicted to spuds Might as well face it, youre addicted to spuds Might as well face it, youre addicted to spuds Might as well face it, youre addicted to spuds Might as well face it, youre addicted to spuds Might as well face it, youre addicted to spuds Ooh yeah Im givin up, itsjust 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 theyre all that I eat, oh yeah Whee, Ive often seen <b>...</b>
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