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Spin cycle hums like a bassline low
Shirts and socks in a gentle flow
Fold ‘em once, then I fold again
Dancing ‘round in my living den
Every task’s got a rhythm to find
When the beat and the chore align
Laundry groove, moving in time
Every step feels like a rhyme
Soap and song, hanging all day
Let the rhythm wash it away
Laundry groove, in my own way
Sun hits warm on the cotton white
Colors spin in the morning light
Whistling soft as I match the pairs
Somehow nothing compares
Every task’s got a rhythm to find
When the beat and the chore align
Laundry groove, moving in time
Every step feels like a rhyme
Soap and song, hanging all day
Let the rhythm wash it away
Laundry groove, in my own way
Let the rinse run long, keep the music loud
Make the neighbors dance somehow
Even chores can feel brand-new
With a groove to carry you through
Laundry groove, moving in time
Every step feels like a rhyme
Soap and song, hanging all day
Let the rhythm wash it away
Laundry groove, in my own way
In my own way…
Laundry groove…
