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Intro

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 a kid with the will to funk

 He dances in secret; he’s a part-time punk

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

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

Base do solo

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 your 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 stoopid 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