Laundry Mat Blues

Put my clothes in the Bag... da da da dum
Got my quarters too... da da da dum
Got the soap and the bleach... da da da dum
Whatcha gonna do... da da da dum

The place smells like an armpit... da da da dum.
And the people are not cool... da da da dum
All four loads go into the machine... da da da dum
Whatcha gonna do... da da da dum

Got the Laundry Mat Blues.
Yea the Laundry Mat Blues
Watching clothes go round
What else ya gonna do

The final load is dry enough... da da da dum
And now we have to fold... da da da dum
the kid is electric tonight... da da da dum
and tries to run into the road... da da da dum

Had a fight with the bitch... da da da dum
Folding at the same place.. da da da dum
she says that is my spot... da da da dum
yea she made me twitch... da da da dum

Got the Laundry Mat Blues.
Yea the Laundry Mat Blues
Watching clothes go round
What else ya gonna do

Put the clothes in the car... da da da dum
and headed back to the crib... da da da dum
promise myself next time... da da da dum
i will not take my kid... da da da dum

I will not wait so long... da da da dum
to do my laundry again... da da da dum
will buy more underwear... da da da dum
keeping clean what i can... da da da dum

Got the Laundry Mat Blues.
Yea the Laundry Mat Blues
Watching clothes go round
What else ya gonna do

yea I had to do laundry tonight. I was down to my last pair of drawers. and lost two socks in the process. two pairs of my dwindling sock collection gone. :cries: so I wrote this really bad song for you to share in my misery!

:winks: :whistles: picks up her guitar. enjoy.