Chorus
Come clean,
Be up front,
Tell me honestly,
Do you love me or not ?
I don’t care if you tread mud everywhere,
Don’t mind if there are cobwebs in your hair,
Dirty fingerprints on the door,
Muddy footprints on the floor.
Chorus
Don’t care if you haven’t washed,
If around you is a little unfreshed,
Even if you’re the dirtiest tramp that’s ever been seen,
Really, don’t care, babe, just as long as you come clean.
Chorus
Spent all week scrubbin’ and scrubbin’
Darlin’ don’t mind, long as it’s you do the rubbin’,
Maybe you need a Spring clean or two,
I’ll soon make sparkling and new.
Chorus … (repeat to fade).
© Jacqueline Richards 2008
