(ween). . The washing's out, it's hanging up. And all I had is nothing. Nothing to do, nothing to say. I think I must be dreaming. . The sun comes up and I'm all washed out.
The wash is out, it's hanging up. And all I have is nothing. Nothing to do, nothing to say. I think I must be dreaming. . The sun comes up and I'm all washed out.
When you lie, kiss your baby bye bye bye. If you're true, the whole wide world will laugh with you. When we see nothings wrong with you and me. And time will tell, it might even ring a wedding bell, now.
It's a seven mile walk from the office to the pumps. Sometimes you think you're gonna drop. In the end you're filthy, dirty, horny and pissed off. And before you can leave you gotta sweep the fuckin' shop.