Last Slice in the Fridge
arm khachatryan
comedy
Upbeat acoustic-pop with male vocals
bright strummed guitar and bouncy bass. Tight
snappy drums and claps keep a stand-up-comedy groove. Verses stay conversational and dry; chorus opens with stacked gang vocals and goofy ad-libs. Tiny kazoo and whistle hooks between lines for extra silliness.
Erstellt am Mär 2, 2026
Songtexte
[Verse 1]
Opened up the fridge at midnight
There it was
Shining like gold
Last slice on a paper plate
With a label that said "DON'T" in bold
I heard angels in the mayonnaise
Heard choirs in the cheese
My diet sent a warning text
Then I ate it anyway with ease (so pleased)
[Chorus]
Who ate the last slice in the fridge? (not me!)
Crumbs on my shirt
I plead the fifth
Lying to myself like "must've walked away"
Food vanishes when I'm in the kitchen
I call it magic
They call it snitching
Last slice in the fridge
I guess it wanted to leave
[Verse 2]
Roommate storms in like a detective
Holding up the empty tray
Asks
"You see what happened here?"
I say
"Yeah
It… just flew away"
We inspect the scene like a crime show
He finds sauce on my chin
He says
"Got anything to confess?"
I say
"Yeah… it was delicious
Man
I'd do it again" (I'd do it again)
[Chorus]
Who ate the last slice in the fridge? (not me!)
Crumbs on my shirt
I plead the fifth
Lying to myself like "must've walked away"
Food vanishes when I'm in the kitchen
I call it magic
They call it snitching
Last slice in the fridge
I guess it wanted to leave
Opened up the fridge at midnight
There it was
Shining like gold
Last slice on a paper plate
With a label that said "DON'T" in bold
I heard angels in the mayonnaise
Heard choirs in the cheese
My diet sent a warning text
Then I ate it anyway with ease (so pleased)
[Chorus]
Who ate the last slice in the fridge? (not me!)
Crumbs on my shirt
I plead the fifth
Lying to myself like "must've walked away"
Food vanishes when I'm in the kitchen
I call it magic
They call it snitching
Last slice in the fridge
I guess it wanted to leave
[Verse 2]
Roommate storms in like a detective
Holding up the empty tray
Asks
"You see what happened here?"
I say
"Yeah
It… just flew away"
We inspect the scene like a crime show
He finds sauce on my chin
He says
"Got anything to confess?"
I say
"Yeah… it was delicious
Man
I'd do it again" (I'd do it again)
[Chorus]
Who ate the last slice in the fridge? (not me!)
Crumbs on my shirt
I plead the fifth
Lying to myself like "must've walked away"
Food vanishes when I'm in the kitchen
I call it magic
They call it snitching
Last slice in the fridge
I guess it wanted to leave