Lyrics

My little baked potato

you have a little halo.

Just when I think I have nothing to eat

You surprised me you morsel treat.

Oh my little baked potato

Oh my little baked potato



You’re an unpretentious spud.

I see you at the jazz club.

Covered in chili, and cheese and chives.

Here comes the waiter with my fork and knife

Oh my little baked potato

Oh my little baked potato

I could have had the thick rib-eye

But that just wouldn’t satisfy.

I could have had the cordon bleu

But that just would not do.

Oh my little baked potato

Oh my little baked potato


You’re such a little tease oh please

I’m so hungry.

On the cover of “Bon Appetit,”

But I remember you as a Wendy’s treat.

Oh my little baked potato

Oh my little baked potato


I could have had the thick rib-eye

But that just wouldn’t satisfy.

I could have had the cordon bleu

But that just would not do.

Oh my little baked potato


Oh my little baked potato



My little baked potato

you have a little halo.

Just when I think I have nothing to eat

You surprised me you morsel treat.

Oh my little baked potato

Oh my little baked potato