(OR: An inebreated and slightly inbred white male is smitten by an white woman he sees while passing the Fluff'n Fold Coin Op Laundry.)
I found five on the street. Bought a bite to eat. I paid the check, the tip. I I had a dollar left, so I put four in the in the corner, and I E-9, E-9, E-9, E-9, E-9, and put my on the box to hear it ten times-goin "Junglejunglejunglejungle boogie. boogie. boogie."
Well juggled my ass out the time it came up. I was walking the street, singing my ass off. Walkin' and a in the that I'm passin'. Admiring my and my bad assin'. But as I pass that I got to 'cause I been hit.
Way in the back, way in the 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 me the fatted calf in the back, of the laundromat.
There sat a woman her hair in a net. She had a smoke face, posey blue eyes, pounds extra, just my size. TV Magazine, reading it absorbedly. unwomanly, she couldn't see what I could her yellow Bermudas, thighs of silk like a golden on a sea of milk.... Well I got my comb, my hair back slick. I walked on in, I was shit....
Way in the back, way in the back, in the back, of the laundromat. Way in the back, way in the back, in the back, of the laundromat. I'm gonna me the fatted calf in the back, of the laundromat.