Time to do the laundry

Search your room for any dirty clothes

This week's load is really smelly

You might want to put a clothespin on your nose



I check underneath the bed and dresser

For fallen change

While mom rubs the detergent into

The grubby stains

Put the pile in the purple laundry bag that dad

Gave mom for her birthday years ago

Even though that bag is full of holes



Mama lifts it up and just like santa claus

Goes out the door

I'm the helping elf i pick up socks and underwear

That might have fallen on the floor

Down the stairs to the sidewalk 'round the corner

And we're there

To our very own favorite laundromat

Where they like us 'cause we keep coming back



The laundry, mom and me

Tweedledum and tweedle dee dee

It's always much more fun

Than we think it's gonna be



I get to put the quarters in the washers

And the dryers too

Instead of waiting there we go do other chores

We simply have to do



And when it's done we never fold the clean clothes

At the laundromat

We bring the whole thing back home

Where we fold in peace

Together all alone



The laundry, mom and me

Tweedledum and tweedle dee dee

It's always much more fun

Than we think it's gonna be


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