Wash N Spin

ONE
It's never free.  
It may cost your soul.
Still we feed that meter,
both the young and the old.        
Where's there's love,
there's it's price to pay.                  
One day you'll say, Love's born that way.
Soon you'll see, why love ain't free.      
You best run and price your soul.  
Then crawl and pay it's toll.

CHORUS
You dropped more quarters in her slot.
Just how much will you give up?
Its not the wash.
Its in the spin.
Its what comes out, 
not what goes in.
Its never the wash.
You best check (out) your spin.
What came out?
And what did you put in?

TWO
Another dollar in her slot,
it's never over, so why give up?
A stroke of genius,
that brush of luck.
Has Lady Fortune tooned you up?
Go feed that meter, and don't ever stop.              Jam sum more in her slot. 
Wash and spin.
Best clean those sins.
Before ya roof comes crashing in.

THREE
Way past your point of giving it.
Just one more dime,
just one more time.
You were young and now you're old.
That's it's toll placed on your soul.
So crush that button and burn that dime.
Feed your troll, just one more time.
Burn that button and crush that dime
Your last dime could win this time.