| Thought that I, was doing good
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| I made her laugh, a little woodenly
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| She said, «You strike me, as somebody, whose four loads behind in the washing,
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| need a little wifey»
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| Well I went home, to draw the line
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| To cut to the chase counted it up
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| Well she was right.
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| One in the twin tub, two in the basket, one on the floor still waiting to be
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| asked in
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| I met her again, her laugh no less wooden
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| She varnished on a smile like something bad had just happened
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| In fact it had, I found out much later
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| Now she was listening, if not just slightly listing
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| I told her she was right, twin tub and basket, two on the floor just waiting to
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| be asked in
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| But I’d been busy, worked out on a mangle
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| To my suprise she said, you I could handle
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| Things sometimes work out
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| It all comes out in the wash
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| But if it don’t then theres no harm done (x2) |