Kato Potato
By Rob Way
Everyone is different, no shape the same Full of fluffy delight, I need you in my life I'm thinking in my head, lunchtime already And now I'm getting ready, my hands are getting sweaty I'm in the queue already, baked potato, baked potato, baked potato I need my baked potato, your brown and crunchy jacket
I can't wait to get my hands on you
You're so fluffy, white inside, melting butterlessness These feelings I can't hide, what's up, I can't decide I think of you all day, I just want to say Baked potato, baked potato, baked potato I need my baked potato
I can eat you many ways, chip roasted, fried or croquette mashed even sautéed on a plate or in my hand next to the bonfire or lent against a van But no, I want toppings, chili, maybe cheese or tunas not for me errrr? pulled pork or chicken curry? Baked beans and cheddar, coleslaw always with the salad Baked potato, baked potato, baked potato I need my baked potato, I'm eating you right now I’m excited
Daily treat every lunch, I know you've got that hunch That I might be a fan, I spilled beans on my Chin On my trainers as well, I cannot stand and always eat The way you're my treat, you're my next date I'll see you next lunchtime, ill be waiting by your shop they call me Kato potato. baked potato, baked potato, baked potato I love my Baked Potato
I finish my baked potato, wonder what Ill have for my supper tonight Ill take a guess guess?
Baked --------Potato, Baked---------- Potato, Baked Potato I need my baked potato.
