I work in the laundromat

The one that suzzy roche

Does hers at

I hate her guts

She thinks i want her autograph



She's got stinky crusty socks

She's got underwear that shocks

O what a pig, she's such a pig

I'd like to stick a turd in her mailbox



Some people really have a lot of nerve

Everywhere they go they think they

Should get served

Everybody in the laundromat is equal

Suzzy roche



She hands me a ten dollar bill

Asks so sweetly if i will

Give her some change

I'd like to bang her head

Against a windowsill



She says the machine is broke







The way she loaded that thing is a joke

Broken machine, another broken machine

Now i'd really like to cut her throat



Some people. . .



She decides that she's got to get out of there

Other people waiting but she don't care

Cycle is through, her cycle is through

I took out her clothes and threw them everywhere



Boy was she mad when she got back

I said listen honey don't give me no flack

Pick up your clothes, pick up your clothes

And when she did i stuck a knife right through her back



Some people. . .