Back In The Laundromat - Wall Of Voodoo

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 I’m passin'

Admiring my reflection

And my bad assin'

But as I pass that laundromat

I got to stop 'cause 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

I’m 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 couldn’t 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 badder’n 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

I’m gonna rope me the fatted calf

Back in the back, of the laundromat