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 
Roast strapped to my rear 

Butter in my armpit
And offer you a coke 
My frigerator, frigerator,
Frigerator broke 
My frigerator, frigerator,
Frigerator Broke