One potato, two potato, three potato, four,
I think I need to peel a few potatoes more.

Five potato, six potato, seven potato more,
I need a bigger pot, as the pile begins to soar.

Eight potato, nine potato, ten,
Why is this house always full of men?

One potato, two potato, three potato, four,
Is that the sound of knocking that I hear upon the door?

Five potato, six potato, seven potato more
If they cover them in butter, I’ll run right out the door!

Eight potato, nine potato, ten,
When I grow up… I’ll never, ever, peel potatoes AGAIN!