( michael hurley )
You wash them clothes
Swee dee dee
And hang em on the line
I can see by the way
You wash them clothes
Your cookin must be fine
Im with you in the morning
til the break of day
And I know everybody
Has a little hard luck
Sometimes
And I know lately
Ive been havin mine
We used to live
In a fleabag apartment
You know the kind
And he come home and hed say to me
we gotta leave, leave, leave the city
You wash them clothes
Swee dee dee
And hang em on the line
I can see by the way you wash them clothes
Your cookin must be fine
Im with you in the morning
Unil the break of day
I know everybody
Has a little hard luck
Sometimes
I know lately
Ive been havin mine.