文本歌词

Chinese Laundry Blues - George Formby
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 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 do
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
Oh mr Wu what shall i do
I'm feeling kind of limehouse chinese laundry blues