Fridge Fandango

[Intro] Oh, I tried to unsnarl my fridge, it hiccuped and hummed a tune [Verse 1] I opened the door, and the yogurt winked at me, “Psst, danger, consume by noon!” My veggies formed a union, they demanded better lighting and an egg-sit plan I shrugged, blamed the cat who swore she filed a pet-ition in the pantry van [Chorus] Honk if you love leftovers, they’re hugging the counter nice Slip on a tuna can’s label, and you’ll find a surprise: a spice This kitchen’s a circus, but I’m the guy with the broom If life’s a buffet, I’m the napkin that’s always in bloom [Verse 2] The microwave flashed a smile, said, “Relax, I’m speed dating your snack” Popcorn proposed a raid on the couch, I said, “Only if you’re back by snack.” My toaster snapped a selfie with the bread, a crust-acean cult in flight We toasted to mediocrity and somehow it tasted just right [Pre-Chorus] Neighbors knocked and asked if I was okay, I sang, “Totally normal scene!” The blender sang backup, a fruity chorus in between [Chorus] Honk if you love leftovers, they’re hugging the counter nice Slip on a tuna can’s label, and you’ll find a surprise: a spice This kitchen’s a circus, but I’m the guy with the broom If life’s a buffet, I’m the napkin that’s always in bloom [Bridge] If you hear a laugh from the fridge, it’s just my cold wit chilling If the chili starts a rumor, I’m the one who’s willing [Chorus] Honk if you love leftovers, they’re hugging the counter nice Slip on a tuna can’s label, and you’ll find a surprise: a spice This kitchen’s a circus, but I’m the guy with the broom If life’s a buffet, I’m the napkin that’s always in bloom [Outro] So raise your lids, embrace the mess, let’s toast to culinary fate We’ll dine on chaos, and call it great—bon appétit, mate!