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"Papa, Don't Bleach!"

Papa I know you're going to be upset
'Cause I was always your little girl
But you should know by now
You're no good at laundry.

You always taught me right from wrong
Sort the colors, don't soak them for too long.
I may be young at heart
But I know what I'm saying

The stuff you warned me all about
The stuff you said I could do without
It made an awful mess, and I don't mean maybe - please

[Chorus:]

Papa, don't bleach my brand new satin sheets,
Papa, don't bleach, my soccer outfit, please.
Don't think me unkind, but you're no good at laundry, ooh
Just let me do the laundry, mmm.

It's not safe for little kids at all.
Screw on the cap, lest it should ever fall.
What they should really say is that
It's for commercial use only.

But my friends keep telling me to eat ketchup,
Beets and soups, go girl, yeah live it up.
What the label says is some good advice, please

[chorus]

Papa, don't bleach my brand new satin sheets,
Papa, don't bleach, my softball gloves and cleats.
Don't think me unkind, you're no good at laundry, ooh
Just let me do the laundry, oh,oh


Daddy, daddy if you could only see
Just how good it's been cleaning me.
I've found a place on the shelf yeah,
Store it above, store it above, up high so, please

[chorus]

Papa, don't bleach my brand new satin sheets,
Papa, don't bleach, my softball gloves and cleats.
Don't think me unkind,  you're no good at laundry,ooh
I'm gonna do my  laundry, oh, oh

Papa, don't bleach. There's a hole in my jeans, see look!
Papa, don't bleach. Maybe I'll let you cook.
Papa, don't bleach my favorite velvet dress.
Papa, don't bleach, for silk and cotton use a little less.

Diapers, napkins,  sheets.

Oh, I'm gonna do my laundry, ooh
Don't you stop loving me, Daddy.
I know, I gotta  do my laundry.

   











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