Bee Gees - Horizontal (Deluxe Version)

Mrs. Gillespie's Refrigerator

Talks about the cold on television
Appetizing in the intermission

Lights down low, 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

Lights down low, glued to the screen
There she is, so terribly clean, I love her

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

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

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

(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) still knew that, you are the fire misdirected
Coming down Thug Street
(Aimlessly) saying you are the fire in me, you made that up
If you won't attack, then I'm gonna give it to you free
Come on now

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Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb
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