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Car Wash


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. 



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