Laundry And Taxes

I met a genie in Brooklyn (Brooklyn)
In a run down building (crumbling)
With a caved in ceiling (sunlight)
They were wearing jeans (raw denim)
A little peculiar (so strange)
But I think I know the rules here (I'll play)
I get three wishes (no more)

But the genie said please
They said
I get a little cold sometimes
I was born a slave and now I'm locked away
And you can never free me
So just please me with no greed today
So I thought about world peace
But the genie said that that's too steep
So I thought of you in your sundress
And I finally made my request I said

Laundry and taxes
I would take as my last wish
If my company was you I wouldn't complain
I would sit on my mattress
As I tally up my assets
And bless the Tuesday I learned your name
The genie thought I was bluffing (bluffing)
But I really need nothing (sh)
With a 1099 and a few clotheslines and a little of your time
I'm blushing gushing
Touching that we really got something (something)

But the genie was slumping down in the dumps
And looking for a diamond in the rough they said
I get a little cold sometimes
I was born a slave and now I'm locked away
And you can never free me

So just please me with no greed today
So I thought about world peace
But the genie said that that's too steep
So I thought of you in your sundress
And I finally made my request I said

Laundry and taxes
I would take as my last wish
If my company was you I wouldn't complain (no no no no)
I would sit on my mattress
As I tally up my assets
And bless the Tuesday I learned your name

Laundry and taxes
I would take as my last wish
If my company was you I wouldn't complain (no no no no)
I would sit on my mattress
As I tally up my assets
And bless the Tuesday I learned your name