| Song | Wash U Clean |
| Artist | Beth Thornley |
| Album | Wash U Clean |
| (*Beth Thornley) | |
| U run it rich, that carburetor* | |
| U gotta open, open that choke. | |
| ‘Cause when you’re here, the air it won’t clear. | |
| And u just blowin’, just blowin’ smoke. | |
| U got a blue feather bird on a golden swing. | |
| It wears a ruby tipped crown but it don’t sing. | |
| U keep bringin’ me gifts like it ain’t no thing | |
| but I thought u said goodbye. | |
| I thought u let; let that bird fly. (there it goes) | |
| Baby, I can’t wash you clean. | |
| U got a match, well I got the gasoline. | |
| Baby, redemption ain’t free. | |
| U gonna need more than u can get from me. | |
| This river’s dry. Baby, can’t wash u clean. | |
| U gotta a new monkey bangin’ some tambourine. | |
| It’s got some big button eyes; it’s made of velveteen. | |
| U just want me to know u got all you need. | |
| but am I OK alone? | |
| cause here’s a monkey | |
| if I need company; (nice monkey) | |
| U comin’ over like u was clover. | |
| I’m gonna cut it with my lawnmower. | |
| U knockin’ at my, my door all tangled. | |
| Your guilty conscience wrapped ‘round your ankles. | |
| I see you draggin’ it ‘cross my floor now. | |
| U feelin’ better. I’m feelin’, I’m feelin’ worse now. |
| Beth Thornley | |
| U run it rich, that carburetor | |
| U gotta open, open that choke. | |
| ' Cause when you' re here, the air it won' t clear. | |
| And u just blowin', just blowin' smoke. | |
| U got a blue feather bird on a golden swing. | |
| It wears a ruby tipped crown but it don' t sing. | |
| U keep bringin' me gifts like it ain' t no thing | |
| but I thought u said goodbye. | |
| I thought u let let that bird fly. there it goes | |
| Baby, I can' t wash you clean. | |
| U got a match, well I got the gasoline. | |
| Baby, redemption ain' t free. | |
| U gonna need more than u can get from me. | |
| This river' s dry. Baby, can' t wash u clean. | |
| U gotta a new monkey bangin' some tambourine. | |
| It' s got some big button eyes it' s made of velveteen. | |
| U just want me to know u got all you need. | |
| but am I OK alone? | |
| cause here' s a monkey | |
| if I need company nice monkey | |
| U comin' over like u was clover. | |
| I' m gonna cut it with my lawnmower. | |
| U knockin' at my, my door all tangled. | |
| Your guilty conscience wrapped ' round your ankles. | |
| I see you draggin' it ' cross my floor now. | |
| U feelin' better. I' m feelin', I' m feelin' worse now. |