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Idaho Potato Man (feat. Vicki Hubly)
by Corky Siegel
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Well there's something you should know before you bring me them vittles
I don't eat nothing that don't bleed a little, that's right
It's got to wiggle in the pan
Cause i'm a carnivarian not an Idaho potato man
Now don't you pick it from a tree, don't dig it out of the ground
I'll eat it if it moos and runs around, That's right
Catch it if you can
Cause I'm a New York steak, not an Idaho Potato man
I come from part of the world where life is sacred
And they never cook it and they never bake it
But now I'm American
He wants a New York steak not an Idaho Potato Mam
Braise it
I don't want nothing steamed, I don't want nothing boiled
Bring it red in the middle and charcoal broiled
That right, that's right that's right
And keep a cow on hand
And you can tell the cook that I'm no Idaho Potato man
So don't you send me down to the salad bar
And if it's French onion soup it's au revior, mais oui, bon jour
Excuse moi madame
I'm a filet mingon not a french fried potato garcon - chevrolet coupe
So when you bring me the steak be sure to keep the potato
Keep the peas and the carrots and the lettuce and tomato
Ok ick, cause I'm no vegetarian
I'm just a New York steak not an Idaho potato man
Awe pick it
Well I'm greasing my gills, I'm feeding my face
Getting animal fat all over the place
Yahooooooooooo! Eatin' all the flesh I can
I'm just a New York Steak, not an Idaho potato man
Chop it
Chop it
Chop Chop, pig out Corky
Chop chop, chop chop, chop chop, ah ah, chop it
Chop chop slice, wind it up
Chop chop slice, chop chop slice, wind it up
Chop chop slice, wind it up, ah ah, chop it
Well there's something you should know before you bring me them vittles
I don't eat nothing that don't bleed a little, that's right
It's got to wiggle in the pan
Cause i'm a carnivarian not an Idaho potato man
Now don't you pick it from a tree, don't dig it out of the ground
I'll eat it if it moos and runs around, That's right
Catch it if you can
Cause I'm a New York steak, not an Idaho Potato man
I come from part of the world where life is sacred
And they never cook it and they never bake it
But now I'm American
He wants a New York steak not an Idaho Potato Mam
Braise it
I don't want nothing steamed, I don't want nothing boiled
Bring it red in the middle and charcoal broiled
That right, that's right that's right
And keep a cow on hand
And you can tell the cook that I'm no Idaho Potato man
So don't you send me down to the salad bar
And if it's French onion soup it's au revior, mais oui, bon jour
Excuse moi madame
I'm a filet mingon not a french fried potato garcon - chevrolet coupe
So when you bring me the steak be sure to keep the potato
Keep the peas and the carrots and the lettuce and tomato
Ok ick, cause I'm no vegetarian
I'm just a New York steak not an Idaho potato man
Awe pick it
Well I'm greasing my gills, I'm feeding my face
Getting animal fat all over the place
Yahooooooooooo! Eatin' all the flesh I can
I'm just a New York Steak, not an Idaho potato man
Chop it
Chop it
Chop Chop, pig out Corky
Chop chop, chop chop, chop chop, ah ah, chop it
Chop chop slice, wind it up
Chop chop slice, chop chop slice, wind it up
Chop chop slice, wind it up, ah ah, chop it
