Soap and quarters and bleach and laundry

Are words I use at the laundromat

Reading the news, and watching the people

That's what I do at the laundromat



At the laundromat my heart grows fat

Ah Ah

As my clothes get dry I stop and sigh

Ah Ah

Dreaming -- Screaming



There's a girl washing her clothes

I'm in love but nobody knows

She looks sixteen or seventeen

My mind grows dirty when my clothes get clean



She's so young and tall

Ah Ah

I'm gonna give her my all (or Borax)

Ah Ah

Dreaming -- Screaming



I'm not a subtle guy

I'll go to her and sigh

"If I don't see you again my love

I must surely die."



Dreaming -- Screaming



Clothes go round and round

And my heart goes up and down

She's drying her jeans

In separate machines



She's loading up her granny cart

Ah Ah

Goin out the door; it's breaking my heart

Ah Ah

Dreaming -- Screaming