The Refrigerator Man

In the back streets of the mind
Well hidden hard to find
Little secrets, not to share
With someone else
I live a second life
All alone in the night
In the kitchen, in the dark
Slurping away
Standing in my underwear
Eating chicken 2am
Yes I know I know I am
I am the refrigerator man
I am the refrigerator man
I move quiet like my cat
I leave no trace
Just some fatty stains
Too small to see
I'm a phantom yes I am
I own the night
If we're out of mayonnaise
I'll blame it on the kids
Standing in my underwear
Eating chicken 2am
Yes I know I know I am
I am the refrigerator man
I am the refrigerator man
Another night another feast
Having chicken and some cheese
I'm a phantom yes I am
The refrigerator man
I'm a phantom yes I am
The refrigerator man
Another Night, another Feast
Standing in my underwear
Eating chicken 2am
Yes I know I know I am
I am the refrigerator man
I am the refrigerator man
I am the refrigerator man
I am the refrigerator man



Credits
Writer(s): Johan Filipsson
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