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CALL ME LAUNDRY

Copyright 2013 Ė Robert E. Shandor

 

Well, like a dog on the road goiní
Possum huntiní
Iím feeliní lonely again
Like a crawfish swimminí
Backward in the river
I only see where Iíve been

 

You wormed your way through my heart like it
Was an apple
Left some seeds on the way
What I thought was sproutiní
Really never took root
I think it died of dismay

 

You know I shared secrets buried
Deep in my heart, but
Yours was hidden away
Evíry time I tried to get you to
Open up, well
Youíd tell me not today

 

I could hope youíd want to help me
See this through, but
Thatís a bell that wonít ring
I could make some accusations that youíd
Surely deny, but
That wouldnít change a thing

 

Yeah, I think youíre steppiní out
With another guy
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Well, I know itís not funny but
I think itís right
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Heah-yeah

 

Well, I gave up easy when you
Made demands, baby
I shouldía stood my ground
Now Iím lookiní for our
Misplaced love
In the lost and not found

 

I canít say what to do or whatíll
Make things right
In fact I havenít a clue
So like a drunkard stariní at his
First sasparilla
Iím already missiní you

 

Yeah, I think youíre steppiní out
With another guy
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Well, I know itís not funny but
I think itís right
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Heah-yeah

 

Yeah, I think youíre steppiní out
With another guy
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Well, I know itís not funny but
I think itís right
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Heah-yeah