One potato, two potato, three potato, four.
I eat so many farkin' spuds, my skin has eyes, not pores.
But don't you toffs be thinkin' that my charms are just your taste;
when my starch gets stiff, there's no bending at the waist.
I eat so many farkin' spuds, my skin has eyes, not pores.
But don't you toffs be thinkin' that my charms are just your taste;
when my starch gets stiff, there's no bending at the waist.
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