I found five dollars on the street. Bought myself a bite to eat. I paid the check, left the tip. I found I had a dollar left, So I put four quarters in the Wurlitzer in the corner, And I pressed E-9, E-9, E-9, E-9, E-9, And put my hands on the box To hear it play ten times-goin Junglejunglejunglejungle boogie. Junglejunglejunglejungle boogie. Junglejunglejunglejungle boogie. Well they juggled my ass out The fifth time it came up. I was walking down the street, Still singing my ass off. Walkin and a lookin in the Windows that Im passin. Admiring my reflection And my bad assin. But as I pass that Laundromat I got to stop cuz I been hit. Way in the back, way in the back, Back in the back, of the Laundromat. Way in the back, way in the back, Way in the back, of the Laundromat. Im gonna rope me the fatted calf Back in the back, of the Laundromat. There sat a woman with her hair in a net. She had a smoke white face, posey blue eyes, Twenty pounds extra, just my size. TV Guide Magazine, reading it absorbedly. Sitting unwomanly, she couldnt see What I could see; her yellow Bermudas, Thighs of silk like a golden sunrise On a sea of milk.... Well I got my comb, laid my hair back slick. I walked on in, I was baddern shit.... Way in the back, way in the back, Back in the back, of the Laundromat. Way in the back, way in the back, Back in the back, of the Laundromat. Im gonna rope me the fatted calf Back in the back, of the Laundromat.
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