Here’s another edition of the Thursday Evening Post. 😊

A couple years ago, I wrote about the song “Addicted to Love,” which you can read about here.

I recently learned that Weird Al made a parody of the song in 1986—”Addicted to Spuds.”

Lyrics:

(Cha, cha)
(Huh cha)
(Cha,cha)
Potato skins, potato cakes
Hash browns and instant flakes
Baked or boiled or French fried
There’s no kind, you haven’t tried
You planned a trip to Idaho
Just to watch potatoes grow
I understand how you must feel
I can’t deny, they’ve got appeal
Whoa, you like ’em whether they are plain or they’re stuffed
Oh, yeah
Better face the facts, it seems you can’t get enough
You know you’re gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to spuds
Your greasy hands, your salty lips
Looks like you found the chips
Your belly aches, your teeth grind
Some tater tots would blow your mind
And you don’t mind if they’re not cooked
You need your fix, I guess you’re hooked
And late at night you always dream
Of bacon bits and sour cream
Whoa, you like ’em even if they’re lumpy or tough
Oh, yeah
Well, it’s pretty obvious to me, you can’t get enough
You know you’re gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to spuds
Ooh, yeah
I’m givin’ up, it’s just no use
Another case of spud abuse
What can I say? What can I do?
Potato bug has got me too, wahoo
I used to hate them, now they’re all that I eat
Oh, yeah
Well, I’ve often seen them whipped, but they just can’t be beat
Now I’m gonna have to face it, I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I’m addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I’m addicted to spuds

🤣

I just LOVE Weird Al’s creativity! 💚

My favorite part of the song includes the following lines:

Your greasy hands, your salty lips
Looks like you found the chips

Can anyone else relate?

Potato chips are so delicious! 🤤

Did the different forms of potatoes in this song make you feel hungry?

This song made me think about how I love potatoes in all forms, the exception being au gratin potatoes.

What about you?

If you wrote a parody of the song “Addicted to Love,” what would you make the song about?

I think a song about being addicted to ice cream could be a lot of fun! 🍨

Parodies are so great! 😃

May you be well! 💚

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