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