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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom Springer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Springer
Songwriter
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Loading up the washer on Sunday morning
She pauses on her dress from last Saturday night
This little number ought to come with a warning
Wearing may draw the boys like moths to a light
The smell of stale beer and sweat, she'd like to forget
All the drunken passes, all the empty glasses
There's a hint of cologne worn by the savior who
Walked her home then stalked away
Hurt by door shut in his face
Today is laundry day
Time to wash it all away and
Say goodbye to all the dirt and all the stains
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it all away and
Say goodbye to all the hurt and all the pain
Loading up the washer on Sunday morning
He pauses on his jeans from last Saturday night
He always wears that pair when he's performing
He likes the way they pull his ass in rounded and tight
The smell of smoke and perfume sends him back to that room
Full of rocker chicks, tattoos and horror flicks
There's a stain in bright pink made by the fan girl who
Spilled her drink then spilled her guts
Killed another bathroom rug
Today is laundry day
Time to wash it all away and
Say goodbye to all the dirt and all the stains
Today is laundry day
Time to wash it all away and
Say goodbye to all the hurt and all the pain
With these clean clothes
I am reborn
I have my shield and I
I have my sword
Today is laundry day
Time to wash it all away and
Say goodbye to all the dirt and all the stains
Today is laundry day
Time to wash it all away and
Say goodbye to all the hurt and all the pain
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it away
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it away
Written by: Thomas Love Springer
