Washing me away
Till there's nothing more
Nothing but a name
Nothing left to love
Washing me away
Till there's nothing left
But my Patti tee
And my tiger pants
Lissy, rest in peace
What would she advise
Stuck on my settee
Waiting round to die
You were never loved
Half as much as planned
Papa took one look
At your face and ran
Least that's what
You would say
When you'd blame your baby face
For his part
In every scar you wore
Sing the laundry song
When the laundry's done
I'll be fresh and clean
Worthy of your love
Sing the laundry song
Empty the machine
Leave me hanging up
Up the balcony
Wish I was on top
Glastonbury Tor
Summer solstice gone
Tickets gone for sure
Playing on your ukulele alone
Hanging on to you
Never letting go
So your string's
Out of tune
Think I just found Gsus2
All the chords
Couldn't prove my love
All the chords
Couldn't prove my love
Every day the same
Shepherds pie and sprouts
Soft enough to keep
Your teeth in your mouth
Up on Primrose Hill
We ate late and loud
Foolish lovers must
Eat shiitake now
Eli Carvajal - The Laundry Song Lyrics
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Washing me away
Till there's nothing more
Nothing but a name
Nothing left to love
Washing me away
Till there's nothing left
But my Patti tee
And my tiger pants
Lissy, rest in peace
What would she advise
Stuck on my settee
Waiting round to die
You were never loved
Half as much as planned
Papa took one look
At your face and ran
Least that's what
You would say
When you'd blame your baby face
For his part
In every scar you wore
Sing the laundry song
When the laundry's done
I'll be fresh and clean
Worthy of your love
Sing the laundry song
Empty the machine
Leave me hanging up
Up the balcony
Wish I was on top
Glastonbury Tor
Summer solstice gone
Tickets gone for sure
Playing on your ukulele alone
Hanging on to you
Never letting go
So your string's
Out of tune
Think I just found Gsus2
All the chords
Couldn't prove my love
All the chords
Couldn't prove my love
Every day the same
Shepherds pie and sprouts
Soft enough to keep
Your teeth in your mouth
Up on Primrose Hill
We ate late and loud
Foolish lovers must
Eat shiitake now
Till there's nothing more
Nothing but a name
Nothing left to love
Washing me away
Till there's nothing left
But my Patti tee
And my tiger pants
Lissy, rest in peace
What would she advise
Stuck on my settee
Waiting round to die
You were never loved
Half as much as planned
Papa took one look
At your face and ran
Least that's what
You would say
When you'd blame your baby face
For his part
In every scar you wore
Sing the laundry song
When the laundry's done
I'll be fresh and clean
Worthy of your love
Sing the laundry song
Empty the machine
Leave me hanging up
Up the balcony
Wish I was on top
Glastonbury Tor
Summer solstice gone
Tickets gone for sure
Playing on your ukulele alone
Hanging on to you
Never letting go
So your string's
Out of tune
Think I just found Gsus2
All the chords
Couldn't prove my love
All the chords
Couldn't prove my love
Every day the same
Shepherds pie and sprouts
Soft enough to keep
Your teeth in your mouth
Up on Primrose Hill
We ate late and loud
Foolish lovers must
Eat shiitake now
Writer: Eli Carvajal
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