Roland Bowman Dry Cleaners Letras:
I work every day, at a dry cleaning store.
Pressin' pants and sortin clothes, and a whole lot
more. Dresses, pants, and blouses, skirts and
worn-out jeans. Sweaters coats and shirts in
starch, they all come clean. But I really hate to
do my laundry. I hate that dirty nasty laundry. I
never had no good luck if you know what I mean.
With a rinsin' saokin'spinnin' heavy loaded
machine. Soap and bleach, hot water fabric
softener too. Eats rings around you coller, make
your clothes look like new. But I really hate to
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do my laundry. I hate that dirty nasty laundry. I
hate that dirt nasty laundry, yes I do.(instl brk)
She threw me in the dryer with a female touch.
Then took me to the cleaners cause I wouldn't do
much. She said I'll launder all your money for a
weddin' ring. Now all I got is dirty clothes and a
case of static cling. But I really hate to do my
laundry. I hate that dirty nasty laundry. Finally
after all these years I made a stand. Now I wash
and rinse and soak and do my clothes by hand. Then
I take a rope and hang her on the line to dry. And
even though her screams are loud they still can
hear me cry. I really hate to do my laundry. I
hate that dirty nasty laundry, Yes I do.(instl
break) end.
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