A New Woman

Washing machine

You're a washing machine.
Not just any old machine.
You babe belong to me.
I got you...
I turned you on before all the rest.
You're a washing machine.
Going round and round.
You spin me around like hell.
Make me dizzy and wheezy.
And best of all you got a power.
Whenever i turn you on.
you wash away all my fears and pain.
you spin me around and dry all my tears.
You're my favorite washing machine.
whenever i need my laundry dropped off...
I'll turn you on baby and you can wash them for me.
Wash away all the stains.
You're the best.
See why i love you.
you wash away all my fears and pain.
you spin me around and dry all my tears.
You're my favorite washing machine.


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