There's a polar bear br In our Frigidaire- br He likes it 'cause it's cold in there. br With his seat in the meat br And his face in the fish br And his big hairy paws br In the buttery dish, br He's nibbling the noodles, br He's munching the rice, br He's slurping the soda, br He's licking the ice. br And he lets out a roar br If you open the door. br And it gives me a scare br To know he's in there- br That polary bear br In our Fridgitydaire.