"Back In The Laundromat" lyrics

I'm gonna rope me a fatted calf
I'm gonna rope me a fatted calf

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
And put my hands on the box
To hear it play ten times-goin'
"Jungle-jungle-jungle-jungle boogie
Jungle-jungle-jungle-jungle boogie
Jungle-jungle-jungle-jungle 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

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
I'm gonna rope me the fatted calf
Back in the back, of the laundromat
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