Mrs. Gillespie’s Refrigerator
Talks about the cold on television
Appetizing in the intermission
Let's go look, glued to the screen
There she is, so terribly clean i love her
Mrs gillespie, you know how to sell me
You made me blow my mind
With things you tell me
Let's go look, glued to the screen
There she is, so terribly clean i love her
Now she disappears back to the program
I return to bed, feeling so low down
Someone else is stealing my scene
Fading away into a dream about her