Well look at the kid
from school
He's teaching
mamas and papas
how to be a little cool
he's changing fashion
the way he dress
The tracksuits are old
And the hoody's way too
moody for the kid with
the will to funk
he dances in secret
he's a part-time punk
Now she's getting
off the plane
She wants to write a
thesis on the population
underprivileged, the kids
fighting up the lane
Shop lifting, just drifting
like The Switchblade
And The Cross
but if there's trouble
she's got the moves
She's taking an
elementary class
in Kung Fu
I left my washing
in the launderette
You can put some
money on it
you can place a little bet
that when I see
my washing
The black will be grey
and the white
will be grey
but the blues
are still blue
Now I'm crying out
for my mum
If the malady
don't go away
we're in a little trouble
with the boss
of the company
I'm a singer, a swinger
I'm a layabout
but laying on the dock
in the lazy sun
will never quite
Relegate me
to a bum
I left my lady in the
launderette
You can put some
money on it
you can place a little bet
that when I see my lady
The black will be white
and the white
will be black
but the blues
are still blue
Oh baby
I love your face
I've been creeping round
this town because
well creeping's just
my way but with a
little wink I'll be there
I'll be excited for a week
but then excitement
starts to fade
I know you're young
but you're out of touch
You're French
your vocabulary's not
quite formed
I left my homework
in the launderette
I got a letter from
my mamma which
my stupid dog has ate
I hid behind the fence
Here comes the
deputy head with the
bark of a bulldog
he's not making
much sense
I left my lady
in the launderette
You can put
some money on it
you can place
a little bet
that when I see my lady
The black will be white
and the white
will be black
but the blues
are still blue
I left my lady
in the launderette
You can put some
money on it
you can place
a little bet
that when I see my lady
The black will be white
and the white
will be black
but the blues
are still blue