Lyrics Laundromat Song - The Dead Milkmen

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 while 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

My 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
Going out the door; it's breaking my heart
Ah Ah
Dreaming, screaming