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 all the linen in it

And everythin' I could fit in it

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 go 'round and 'round

My blouse wrappin' itself around your trousers

Oh, and the waves are goin' out

My skirt floatin' up around my waist

As I wade out into the surf

Oh, and the waves are comin' in

Oh, and the waves are goin' out

Oh, and you're standin' right behind me

Little fish swim between my legs

Oh, and the waves are comin' in

Oh, and the waves are goin' out

Oh, and the waves are comin' in

Out of the corner of my eye

I think, I see you standin' outside

But it's just your shirt, hangin' on the washing line

Wavin' its arm as the wind blows by

And it looks so alive

Nice and white

Just like it's 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