There’s a chill running down my spine My kitchen's got a secret It ain't benign I turn around And it looks away But when I step It moves my way My fridge is stalking me I'm losing my mind It’s creeping close But acting so kind The door slams open It’s got something to say But when I look It’s frozen in play I grab some beer Try to act real cool But its icy glare breaks every rule The magnets blink Like they're alive It's a metal beast I might not survive My fridge is stalking me I'm losing my mind It’s creeping close But acting so kind The door slams open It’s got something to say But when I look It’s frozen in play There are leftovers from a week ago It really feels like it's protesting slow I locked it down Thought I had the last call But it’s texting me pics of my leftovers and all Ran out to the park outside Tried to escape But here it comes Shifting its shape This is no walk in the park It’s playing a game Sooner or later I will go insane My fridge is stalking me I'm losing my mind It’s creeping close But acting so kind The door slams open It’s got something to say But when I look It’s frozen in play