When you’re over-taxed
Feeling broke
When libs are in your face
I will make them croak
I’m your Axelrod
When Plouffe gets rough
And Gibbs just can’t be found
Like a fridge over Maxine Waters
I will chill you down
Like a fridge over Maxine Waters
I will chill you down
When you’re Debbie Downer
With Mayonnaise hair
When brains are hard to find
I will comfort you
I’ll take your Harry Reid
Alan Grayson, too
And libs are all around
Like a fridge over Maxine Waters
I will lay me down
Like a fridge over Maxine Waters
I will lay me down
Sail on Moocher Girl,
Lobsters fry
Your vacations come to shine
All your food is on its way
See how they steam
If you need a clam
The butter’s right behind
Like a fridge over Maxine Waters
I will blow your mind
Like a fridge over Maxine Waters
I will blow your mind.
