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At the carwash I'll be wai-iai-ating
as I'm hoping he will come in.
So I stand here and practice soaping.
At the carwash I will be dreaming of him,
would he like it if I sing to him?
I'm just hoping, I'm just hoping.
If I, greet him with a smile and tell him he is fine
maybe he'll say yes if I ask him to be mine.
Greet him with a treat, or tease him with a dance.
He can be the boy to be carwash romance.
Whoooaaaa. Whoooaaaa. Whoooaaa. Whoooaaa.
In the day he can meet me in the park,
BMX all day until the dark.
We'll get high and ride for hours.
Later at night we can sneak and open
at the carwash eat and smoking.
Eating junkfood, I am hoping.
If I, greet him with a smile and tell him he is fine
maybe he'll say yes if i ask him to be mine.
Greet him with treat or tease him with a dance
He could be the boy to be carwash romance
Whoooaaaa. Whoooaaaa. Whoooaaa. Whoooaaa.
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