She's a classic lady in a techy world
Now this gizmo makes her kitchen a fray
Old-fashioned ways make her feel like a girl
She's got no patience for this modern bloke
She's got no love for this fancy toy
But Pauline keeps waging her personal fight
Eighty-five years and she's seen it all
She's a culinary queen from back in the day
Knobs and buttons makin' her feel weak
Neighbors rave about this modern might
She misses her stove that's genuine antique
Every air fryer meal her heart it breaks
But this contraption's the bane of her hall
Pauline's got a gadget but she ain't impressed
Broken recipes and burnt mistakes
Long before machines made meals so bland
Every recipe's a mystery wrapped in smoke
Pauline's air fryer givin her strife
Got an air fryer sittin and it gives her no rest
Stirrin up trouble in her peaceful life
Wishing for simpler times under the skies
Rememberin the days of a trusty old pan
With every beep she rolls her eyes
Her fried chicken now brings no joy