|Rose Royce /Norman Whitfield||[-] Transpozícia [+] Tlač textu  |
Rose Royce /Norman Whitfield
Ooh, you might not ever get rich, but let me tell you it's better than diggin' a ditch. There ain't no tellin' who you might meet: a movie star or maybe even a Indian chief. Working at the car wash, working at the car wash, yeah. Come on and sing it with me, car wash. Sing it with the feeling, y'all, car wash, yeah. Ooh, come summer the work gets kinda hard, and this ain't no place to be if you planned on bein' a star. Let me tell you it's always cool, and the boss don't mind sometimes if you act a fool. At the car wash, woh, ooh, oh, ooh, oh, ooh, oh, talkin' about the car wash, yeah. Come on, y'all, and sing it for me, car wash, woh, oh, oh, car wash, yeah. Work and work, well, those cars never seem to stop comin'. Work and work, keep those rags and machines hummin'. Work and work, my fingers to the bone. Work, people, I can't wait 'til it's time to go home. Hey, get your car washed today. Fill up and you don't have to pay. Come on and give us a play. Get a wash right away. Car wash, talkin' 'bout the car wash, car wash, yeah. Come on, y'all, and sing it with me, car wash. Sing it with feeling, y'all, car wash, yeah.