Lyrics Hot Potatoes (Remastered) - The Kinks
My
baby
woke
me
up
this
mornin'
She
said
get
down
that
labour
exchange,
And
if
you
don't
come
home
with
a
job
son,
You'll
get
no
dinner
to-day.
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,
yeh,
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,
yeh,
I
want
your
lovin'
60
minutes
an
hour,
I
want
your
lovin'
24
hours
a
day,
I
want
your
lovin'
7 days
a
week.
Yeh,
yeh,
oh
yeh.
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
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,
yeh.

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