This is a story about a girl potato Early morning, she bakes up Knock, knock, knock on the door It's time to bake-up, perfect boil It's you they're all waiting for They go Isn't she lovely, this Hashbrown girl? And they say She's so lucky, she's a starch But she fry,fry, fries in her lonely heart, thinking If there's nothing mashing in my life Then why do these taters come at night? This post is about my new necklaces from @stelladot (Co-writers on this song @britneyspears @doritoteeth @gatorham @mo_wad oh and I originally forgot to add @stretchthompson but I’m giving him co writers cred now as you can see here with your eyes as you read these words and see his name tagged in the list of tags of name tags of names of people who were a part of the making of the song that they helped me write )