The Frigidaire

Ready for sleep, and lying in my bed

I heard this music , spinning 'round in my head

I wasn't dreaming, I knew it was there

And it was coming from my Frigidaire

I opened up the door, and to my surprise,

the Pork Chops were dancing with the Chicken Thighs

They said, don't bother us now 'cause were really hot,

none of us are gonna  sit in here and rot

Sweet Fruit and some Juices were swinging too,

the Veggies and the Cheeses were doing it too

And the Milk standing tall, was singing Moo, Moo, Moo

As I opened up the freezer, I heard a different beat

All of the other stuff was grooving with the Meat

Everybody was getting down, then I gently closed the door

But I see no rest for me tonight

My feet keep tapping on the floor