Laundry
Laundry
I love laundry
I want to slip another quarter into your metal slot
Will you provide me with another fuzzy clot?
What happened to that black cotton sock?
Only the invisible force of Maytag knows
The deep, dark place where my Gold Toe's go
Maybe it's sleeping with some grandma's pantyhose
Oh, laundry
Laundromat
The janitor cleaning the marble floor
That strange looking girl walking through the door
I just dropped another pair of underwear on the floor
Damn
Now I've got to wash you again