Christine’s Refrigerator---Margolis, Rosler
I want my picture to stay
Up on Christine’s Refrigerator
Though I’m no longer with her
I want to stay there taped between
Her sister with her birthday cake
Her little brother standing on his head
All my boxes have been moved
There’s a TV I’ll take later
We were happy, so I thought
“We’re too alike” she said
Don’t have much family
Left in my life
Well I doubt they even have my picture up
Got a few friends here and there
Mostly all from work
Yes I know that’s life in the big city
I’ve had many a dinner beside
Christine’s Refrigerator
All those faces smiling at me
And I was thrilled to be above
Her parents by the Christmas tree
Her girlfriend with the tin foil in her hair
But on nights over there towards the end
When I’d somehow aggravate her
I could swear I’d see those smiles turn
To disapproving stares
Down the road some guy will ask
“Hey who’s that clown?”
That may be the time I must come down
But is there any harm in keeping me taped up till then
It may be a strange request
But it may ease my loneliness
Oh to know I still belong
Up on Christine’s Refrigerator
Is that too much to ask for
Just a little while longer