Spin Cycle Sweetie (by Sunshine Stomach)

Quarter in the slot,

dryer number nine

Loading up my colors,

taking my sweet time

You were folding sheets in the corner booth

Mama energy had me and that's the truth

Sweater weather, static in the air

You looked up and saw me standing there

Said "Honey, you look like you want a home"

Patted your middle, that comfortable dome

Take me through your spin cycle,

sweetie Warm and tumble low,

let me get cozy Fabric soften me up,

I'm your delicate load Your laundromat love is my favorite abode

Rinse and repeat, I'll never complain In your domestic bliss,

I'll happily remain

Take me through your spin cycle,

sweetie Fold me in,

make me the apple of your eye

No need for dryer sheets,

you've got that heat

Gentle cycle, make my heart beat complete

Mama knows best, that's what they all say

I'll be your laundry day each and every day

"Clean living... literally!"

Take me through your spin cycle,

sweetie Warm and tumble low,

let me get cozy Fabric soften me up,

I'm your delicate load Your laundromat love is my favorite abode

Rinse and repeat, I'll never complain In your domestic bliss,

I'll happily remain

Take me through your spin cycle,

sweetie Fold me in,

make me the apple of your eye

Take me home... warm...

adored... Your little laundry load...

forever more...