Loading up the washer on Sunday morning
She pauses on her dress from last Saturday night
This little number oughta come with a warning
Wearing may draw the boys like moths to a light
The smell of stale beer and sweat she’d like to forget
All the drunken passes...all the empty glasses
And there’s a hint of cologne worn by the savior who walked her home
Then stalked away hurt by door shut in his face
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it all away
And say goodbye to
All the dirt and all the stains
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it all away
And say goodbye to
All the hurt and all thе pain
Loading up the washer on Sunday morning
He pausеs on his jeans from last Saturday night
He always wears that pair when he’s performing
He likes the way they pull his ass in rounded and tight
The smell of smoke and perfume sends him back to that room
Full of rocker chicks...tattoos and horror flicks
And there’s a stain in bright pink made by the fan girl who spilled her drink
Then spilled her guts and killed another bathroom rug
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it all away
And say goodbye to
All the dirt and all the stains … (all the stains)
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it all away
And say goodbye to
All the hurt and all the pain … (all the pain)
“Are you done with this dryer?” she asked
He pulled out his ear buds and replied “yes”
He jumped up to empty the machine
“No hurry” she said…“take your time”
Sitting down next to his seat
She pulled out the Sunday paper
“I forgot my paper” he said, ruefully
“Here” she said “you can look at mine”
With these clean clothes
I am reborn
I have my shield and I
I have my sword
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it all away
And say goodbye to
All the dirt and all the stains … (all the stains)
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it all away
And say goodbye to
All the hurt and all the pain … (all the pain)
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it away
Today is laundry day
It's time to wash it away