Laundromat - Bombadil

The next time I am at the laundromat

I’m gonna talk to her

And the next time I talk to her

I’m gonna ask her out

The soap is old the dry is cold and I cannot fold

My socks in knots as the quarters drop and I’m stuck in parking lots

As I listen to the machines go ‘round

The next time I am at the laundromat I’m gonna call my dad

And the next time I call my dad I will apologize

The snack machine is stuck between the TV and magazines

That talk about our self-doubt and the things we can’t live without

As I listen to the machines go ‘round

I’ve been waitin' after weekend after weekend after