Letras: Kinks. Hot Potatoes.

My baby woke me up this mornin'
She said get down that labor exchange
And if you don't come home with a job son
You'll get no dinner today

You gotta secure me a weekly workin' wage
You'll get no more fancy cookin'
You'll get no more apple pie
You'll just get those plain hot potatoes
To satisfy your appetite

La, la, la, la, la, la potatoes
Boiled, French fried, any old way that you wanna decide
Hot potatoes
I want your lovin' every single day

I said I don't need your fancy cooking
I like the simple things in life
Just give me those plain hot potatoes
And I'll be well satisfied
They'll satisfy my appetite

La, la, la, la, la, la potatoes
Boiled, French fried, any old way that you wanna decide
Hot potatoes
I want your lovin' 60 minutes an hour
I want your lovin' 24 hours a day
I want your lovin' 7 days a week
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah

I want your love, I need your love
But all I get is hot potatoes
When I come home late at night
To satisfy my appetite

Don't give me no more potatoes
Boiled, French fried, any old way that you wanna decide
Hot potatoes
I want your lovin' every single day
I want your lovin'

La, la, la, la, la, la potatoes
Boiled, French fried, any old way that you wanna decide
Hot potatoes, hot potatoes, yeah