Testo Swee Dee Dee

You wash them clothes Swee dee dee And hang em on the line I can see by the way You wash them clothes Your cookin' must be fine I'm with you in the morning 'Til the break of day And I know everybody Has a little hard luck Sometimes And I know lately I've been havin' mine We used to live In a fleabag apartment You know the kind And he come home and he'd say to me "We gotta leave, leave, leave the city" You wash them clothes Swee dee dee And hang 'em on the line I can see by the way you wash them clothes Your cookin' must be fine I'm with you in the morning Unil the break of day I know everybody Has a little hard luck Sometimes I know lately I've been havin' mine.