Got tuna fish in my pocket
Butter on my sleeves
Eggs stuck to my dungarees
Socks are full of cheese
You might call it crazy,
But this is not a joke
My frigerator, frigerator,
Frigerator broke
My frigerator, frigerator,
Frigerator broke
Why should I throw my food away?
Why should it go to waste?
That would not be clever,
Not be in good taste
I'll stand out
In the cold all night
It's tough but I've adjusted
My frigerator, frigerator,
Frigerator busted
My frigerator, frigerator,
Frigerator busted
My frigerator busted,
But I won't sing the blues
Carrots on my curlers
Potatoes on my shoes
Bacon in my cowboy boots...
In my hat's a beer.
Pickles tucked
Behind my ears
A Roast strapped to my rear
Butter in my armpit
And offer you a coke
My frigerator, frigerator,
Frigerator broke
My frigerator, frigerator,
Frigerator Broke