Time to do the laundry Search your room for any dirty clothes This week's load is really smelly You might want to put a clothespin on your nose I check underneath the bed and dresser For fallen change While mom rubs the detergent into The grubby stains Put the pile in the purple laundry bag that dad Gave mom for her birthday years ago Even though that bag is full of holes Mama lifts it up and just like santa claus Goes out the door I'm the helping elf i pick up socks and underwear That might have fallen on the floor Down the stairs to the sidewalk 'round the corner And we're there To our very own favorite laundromat Where they like us 'cause we keep coming back The laundry, mom and me Tweedledum and tweedle dee dee It's always much more fun Than we think it's gonna be I get to put the quarters in the washers And the dryers too Instead of waiting there we go do other chores We simply have to do And when it's done we never fold the clean clothes At the laundromat We bring the whole thing back home Where we fold in peace Together all alone The laundry, mom and me Tweedledum and tweedle dee dee It's always much more fun Than we think it's gonna be