Car Wash

Rose Royce

Ooh ooh
You might not ever get rich
But let me tell ya it's better than diggin' a ditch
There ain't no tellin' who you might meet
A movie star or maybe even an Indian chief

At the car wash
Workin' at the car wash, girl
Come on and sing it with me
(Car wash)
Sing it with the feelin' y'all
(Car wash, yeah)

Ooh

Come, some of the work gets kinda hard
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 the fool

At the car wash
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Talkin' about the car wash, girl
Come on, ya'all and sing it for me
(Car wash)
Ooh ooh ooh
(Car wash, girl)

Well, those cars never seem to stop coming
(Work and work)
Keep those rags and machines humming
(Work and work)
My fingers to the bone
(Work)
Can't wait 'til it's time to go home

Fill up and you don't have to pay
Come on and give us a play
(Do the wash, right away)

Talkin' 'bout the car wash
Car wash, girl
Come on, y'all, let's sing it with me
(Car wash)
Sing it with feelin', y'all
(Car wash, girl)

Whoa whoa whoa whoa 
(Car wash)
Never seem to stop comin'
What'd I say
Keep those rags and machines hummin'
(Car wash)
Let me tell you, it's always cool
And the boss don't mind sometimes if you act the fool

At the car wash
Working at the car wash, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


Songwriters: Norman Jesse Whitfield
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave

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