Lyrics: Neil Hannon/Paul King/Simon Farnaby
Music: Neil Hannon
First you pick up the apparel
And you stick it in a barrel scrub scrub
When you take it to the mango
And you turn the giant handle scrub scrub
Then it's hung up really high until it's nearly dry
Scrub scrub
But when we sing this song the day don't seem so long
Scrub scrub it's still longer
Gonna press out all the creases from the dresses
And to misses roll up
Gotta fold them like they told us
So they'll scold us and withhold our grub grub
We all sign their dotted line
So we've gotta do our time
Scrub scrub
Scrub scrub
And if you don't agree c claws
Five section seven paragraph twenty two pop day wishes
Scrub scrub
Scrub scrub
Scrub scrub