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Jeffrey's Refrigerator lyrics
(So low, low cool)
Cyber, neurotic, technicians imbue
(So low, low cool)
I've been admitted to Refrigerator Heaven
Until they discover the cure for cancer, I'm low
Refrigerator Heaven
So low, Refrigerator Heaven
I'm ice packed, I'm hand-stashed, I'm waiting for you
I'm older and younger, preserved in a tomb
I've been admitted to Refrigerator Heaven
I feel like I told you, on my heart
I won't get back 'til my sun sets down on the moon
I won't get back 'til my sun sets down on the moon
(So low, low cool)
Cyber, neurotic, technicians imbue
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