Everything's spinning   Whites and colors divided   Spinning   "I'm all out of soap" she confided      Chorus:   I know my obsession is wrong   But when my laundry is done   Can't pack up my shirts and run away      Who's that girl standing by the dryer?   Never seen her in here before   But now I'm washing my shirts right by her   Watching her reflection in the dryer door      Chorus      Everything's spinning   Whites and colors divided   Spinning   "I'm all out of soap" she confided      Chorus