Stop!
Don't try to tumble wool
Wash!
Then dry with care
Put!
The powder in it's place
And turn me on once again
I don't mind your dirty clothes
Just place them all in me
I will wash them any day
And long for you to open my lid
I'm so in love with your socks
And with your sexy white jocks
And all the t-shirts that smell of your skin
So fill me up with your jeans
I'll scrub the stains off their seams
Because for your love I'll wash anything
White!
Must not be mixed with red
Bleach!
I've got the cure
Bras!
Now who the hell is she?
I'll just pretend that they're yours
Spinning round and soaking in
I'll vibrate if you wish
Forty, Sixty, Ninety-five
Yes I can do it in all degrees
I'm so in love with your socks
And with your sweaty tank tops
And with you collars with stains of champagne
So fill me up with your sheets
I'll clean your jumpers with ease
Because for your love I'll wash anything
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
Hey, hear what I say
Don't feed me carpets or I'll be gone one day
I pray, while I wash grey
Maybe some day you'll know what I feel for you
I'm so in love with your socks
And with your sexy white jocks
And all the t-shirts that smell of your skin
But please don't insert your watch
I'll scrub the stains off your crotch
Because for your love I'll wash anything
Hey hey!
