Chinese Laundry Blues 歌词

Now mr. wu was a laundry man in a shop with an old green door He'll iron all day your linen away, he really makes me sore He's lost his heart to a chinese girl and his laundry's all gone wrong All day he'll flirt and scorch your shirt, that's why i'm singing this song Oh mr.wu, what shall i do I'm feeling kind of limehouse chinese laundry blues This funny feeling keeps round me stealing Oh won't you throw your sweetheart over do My vest's so short that it won't fit my little brother And my new sunday shirt has got a perforated rudder Mr. wu, what shall i I'm feeling kind of limehouse chinese laundry blues Now mr.wu, he's got a naughty eye that flickers You ought to see it wobble when he's ironing ladies blouses Mr.wu, what shall i do, I'm feeling kind of limehouse chinese laundry blues Now mr.wu, he's got a laundry kind of tricky He'll starch my shirts and collars but he'll never touch my waistcoat Mr.wu, what shall i do, i'm feeling kind of limehouse chinese laundry blues