Potatees love
My gravy love
Potatees love
My gravy love
Potatees love
My gravy love
Tomatees, and potatees, and my peas
I put 'em in my hat
And I eat 'em just like that
I put 'em in my ears and in my shoes
I put 'em in my pants
And I do a little dance
This always seems to take away my blues