Lyrics:
Fried, fried, I like ’em fried. Ain’t nothin’ much better than ’em on the side. This is how they go! I would even eat ’em with a dinna ro’!
Mashed, mashed, dinna mashed. In the mornin’ everybody wants ’em breakfast hashed. That’s how they ro’! Doesn’t even matter when you eat ’em, bro!
(Tomato)
Squeezed, squeezed, they come out squeezed. Hunts and Heinz really know how to bottle these. You know this, bro! Dippin’ in it ain’t even a problem, yo!
I like ’em with!
(Potato)