Track 2 of the EP Quarters for the Dryer · 2020
Fold It Warm, Fold It Slow, We Won't Go
“I saw you fold a shirt like that and it was all over. The sweetest chorus on the EP.”
pop punk · pop punk · bubblegum punk · 2:17
Lyrics
Two a.m. at the laundromat I saw you fold a shirt like that Corners neat and sleeves so square I dropped my basket, you were there You said "hey, that's a lot of socks" I said "they're mine and they're in a box" We laughed so loud the dryers shook You gave me a smile and a sideways look Is it the warm clothes or is it you Something is spinning, I don't know what to do Fold it warm, fold it slow, we won't go Let the dryer hum while the feelings grow Two a.m. and I'm feeling bright Stay a while, stay all night You matched my socks, all but one I said "that's my lucky one, hon" You tucked it in your jacket pocket Said "I'll keep it, don't you drop it" Is it the warm clothes or is it you Something is spinning, I don't know what to do Fold it warm, fold it slow, we won't go Let the dryer hum while the feelings grow Two a.m. and I'm feeling bright Stay a while, stay all night Clean and warm and a little bit brave Ask for your number, here's what I crave Fold it warm, fold it slow, we won't go Let the dryer hum while the feelings grow Two a.m. and I'm feeling bright Stay a while, stay all night Stay a while, stay all night Stay a while, stay all night