Little Potato Songtext
von Metamora

You′re my little potato, you're my little potato,
You′re my little potato, they dug you up,
You come from underground,

The world is big, so big, so very big
To you, it's new, it's new to you.

You′re my little potato, you′re my little potato,
You're my little potato, they dug you up,
You come from underground.

Let′s talk about root crops (they dug you up),
And lamb chops (they chew on you),
And things to eat... like apples
And cheese and 'nanas and cream,
Jellies and butter,
It′s late at night, I hope this little bottle helps you go to sleep.


They must have grown you wild,
You make a grown man a child,
I'll go and play in the mud
To be with you my spud (potato).
When you came out looking red as a beet,
You had wrinkles on the bottoms of your feet!

Oh, you are so sweet potato!
You′re my sweet potato,
You're my sweet potato, dug you up
You come from underground.

You smile, a smile, a little smile
The world is small, so small, it's very small

You′re my little potato, you′re my little potato,
You're my little potato, they dug you up,
You come from underground

You′re my little potato, you're my little potato,
You′re my little potato!