Mrs Gillespie's Refrigerator

Ahh

Talks about the cold on television
Advertising in the intermission
Lights down low, glued to the screen
That she is incredibly clean
I love her

Mrs. Gillespie you know how to sell me
You make me blow my mind with things you tell me
Lights down low, glued to the screen
That she is incredibly clean
I love her

Ahh

I'll be back to see you later
Mrs. Gillespie's refrigerator

Now, she disappears back to the program
I return to work, feeling so low down

Someone else is stealing my scene
Fade away right into a dream about her