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CALL ME LAUNDRY

Copyright 2013 – Robert E. Shandor

 

Well, like a dog on the road goin’
Possum huntin’
I’m feelin’ lonely again
Like a crawfish swimmin’
Backward in the river
I only see where I’ve been

 

You wormed your way through my heart like it
Was an apple
Left some seeds on the way
What I thought was sproutin’
Really never took root
I think it died of dismay

 

You know I shared secrets buried
Deep in my heart, but
Yours was hidden away
Ev’ry time I tried to get you to
Open up, well
You’d tell me not today

 

I could hope you’d want to help me
See this through, but
That’s a bell that won’t ring
I could make some accusations that you’d
Surely deny, but
That wouldn’t change a thing

 

Yeah, I think you’re steppin’ out
With another guy
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Well, I know it’s not funny but
I think it’s right
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Heah-yeah

 

Well, I gave up easy when you
Made demands, baby
I should’a stood my ground
Now I’m lookin’ for our
Misplaced love
In the lost and not found

 

I can’t say what to do or what’ll
Make things right
In fact I haven’t a clue
So like a drunkard starin’ at his
First sasparilla
I’m already missin’ you

 

Yeah, I think you’re steppin’ out
With another guy
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Well, I know it’s not funny but
I think it’s right
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Heah-yeah

 

Yeah, I think you’re steppin’ out
With another guy
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Well, I know it’s not funny but
I think it’s right
Be sure to call me laundry when you
Hang me out to dry
Heah-yeah