Refrigerator Songtext

Electric Eels

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Refrigerator Songtext
When I open your door, I could not ask for heaven,

God must be in my refrigerator,

Items close to my heart,

Carrots and pickles,

Yeah it's heaven on earth
Right inside of my door



Lime gelatin,

Chocolate pudding,

Fishy wishies,

Why don't you get me



White enameled and chrome,

A little church of my own,

A little taste of honey,
It wouldn't take much money,

On your altar I'm posed,

On your lettuce I'm dancing,

And I suppose I suppose



Add gelatin,

Fish crazies,

Chocolate custard,

Cut the mustard



White enameled and chrome,

A little church of my own,

A little taste of honey,

It doesn't take no money,

Makes you cum in your pants,

Like a two-day romance,

On your stove I'm froze,

I suppose I suppose



Chocolate custard,

Wavy gravy,

Mashed potatoes,

Do the alligator