the dead milkmen
laundromat song
One, two, one-two-three-four!  Soap and quarters and bleach and laundry Are the 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