Intro - with that distinctive Steve Martin rhythm)

Born in Utah, a basketball star,
His great-grandpa, went real far!
Created tots, a golden delight,
Now Richie's hooping, with all his might!

(Verse 1)

King Tot! (King Tot!)
He's got the moves, he's got the shot!
King Tot! (King Tot!)
The Marriott Center, gets super hot!
He's got the tater, in his soul,
He's making buckets, takin' control!

(Verse 2)

He's got a headband, and a killer drive,
Making defenses, barely survive!
He jumps so high, he touches the sky,
With a tater tot, twinkle in his eye!

(Chorus)

King Tot! (King Tot!)
Oh, yeah, he's the tater tot king!
King Tot! (King Tot!)
Hear the BYU faithful sing!
He's got the hustle, he's got the speed,
He's planting taters, planting the seed!

(Bridge - spoken, Steve Martin style)

He's got, like, the tater tot DNA, man. You know? It's in his blood. Like, he's just... genetically predisposed to, like, being awesome. And, uh, tater tots. You know?

(Verse 3)

He's got a smile, that's bright and wide,
With tater tot glory, deep inside!
He's got the spirit, he's got the game,
King Tot's the legend, whisper his name!

(Outro - with a final, energetic flourish)

King Tot! (King Tot!) Yeah!
Tater tots forever, yeah!
Go Cougars!