Mrs. Bartolozzi

I remember it was that Wednesday

Oh when it rained and it rained

They traipsed mud all over the house

It took hours and hours to scrub it out

All over the hall carpet

I took my mop and my bucket

And I cleaned and I cleaned the kitchen floor

Until it sparkled

Then I took my laundry basket

And put the linen all in it

And everything I could fit in

And all our dirty clothes that hadn't gone into the wash

And all your shirts and jeans and things

And put them in the new

Washing machine

Washing machine

Washing machine

I watched them going 'round and 'round

My blouse wrapping itself in your trousers

Oh the waves are going out

My skirt floating up around my waist

As I wade out into the surf

Oh and the waves are coming in

Oh and the waves are going out

Oh and you're standing right behind me

Little fish swim between my legs

Oh and the waves are coming in

Oh and the waves are going out

Oh and the waves are coming in

Out of the corner of my eye

I think I see you standing outside

But it's just your shirt

Hanging on the washing line

Waving its arm as the wind blows by

And it looks so alive

Nice and white

Just like its climbed right out of my

Washing machine

Washing machine

Washing machine

Slooshy sloshy slooshy sloshy

Get that dirty shirty clean

Slooshy sloshy slooshy sloshy

Make those cuffs and collars gleam

Everything clean and shiny

Washing machine

Washing machine

Washing machine