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