Got tuna-fish in my pocket Butter on my sleeves Eggs tucked in my dungarees Socks are full of cheese You might call me crazy but this is not a joke My 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator broke My 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator 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 tought but I've adjusted My 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator busted My 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator busted My 'fridgerator 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 Might I raise my armpit and offer you a coke My 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator broke My 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator' 'fridgerator broke