Everything's spinning
Whites and colors divided
Spinning
"I'm all out of soap" she confided
Chorus:
I know my obsession is wrong
But when my laundry is done
Can't pack up my shirts and run away
Who's that girl standing by the dryer?
Never seen her in here before
But now I'm washing my shirts right by her
Watching her reflection in the dryer door
Chorus
Everything's spinning
Whites and colors divided
Spinning
"I'm all out of soap" she confided
Chorus