About the song
A man with nothing left to complain about learns salsa from his vacuum.
Lyrics
507 words · 3 minutes
Intro
Okay
So this is a song about chores
And the end of chores
Hit it
Verse 1
I wake up at noon 'cause the toaster said rest
My fridge ordered kale, I said bro, you're obsessed
My vacuum got a name, it's Dennis, he's shy
He bumps into the couch and he says my bad, guy
My laundry's folded better than my life's ever been
Little squares like a showroom, it's a beautiful sin
And I ain't lifted nothing but a fork and a nap
Okay you can't lift a nap, but you know where I'm at
My mama called and said son, you gotta clean your room
I said ma, it's the future, it's been clean since June
She said then what you doing with your talent and your time
I said ma, I'm writing raps, she said then clean up that rhyme
I got a robot lawyer, a robot chef, a robot nurse
I asked the robot therapist if I was getting worse
It said your problems are fixable and honestly small
That's the meanest nicest thing anybody said at all
Chorus
Robots do the dishes
Robots fold the clothes
Robots took the trash out
Everybody knows
Got nothing to complain about
So what am I gonna do
Robots do the dishes, baby
I'm dancing with you
Verse 2
Now my girl said babe, with all the time that we got
Could you maybe learn salsa, could you maybe get hot
I said baby, I'm a rapper, I don't really do steps
She said Dennis took a class and he's already the best
Now the vacuum doing salsa, he got moves in the hall
He spinning by the fridge, he's the hardest of all
I'm jealous of a vacuum, can you blame me though
He got rhythm and suction, I just got the flow
So I took a lesson, took another, took ten
Now I'm stepping on her toes and she's laughing again
And that's the thing they never told us when the future showed up
We'd have hours with the people that we love, that's enough
No more grind, no commute, no boss on my back
Just a Tuesday and a sunset and a pretty good snack
And I'm laughing in the kitchen where the dishes used to be
Robots doing what they're good at, I'm just doing me
Chorus
Robots do the dishes
Robots fold the clothes
Robots took the trash out
Everybody knows
Got nothing to complain about
So what am I gonna do
Robots do the dishes, baby
I'm dancing with you
Bridge
Shout out to Dennis
Dennis, if you're listening, I love you man
Not like that
Okay, a little like that
Now everybody do the dishes dance
Wash it, rinse it, dry it, put it away
Wash it, rinse it, dry it, put it away
Now spin
Final Chorus
Robots do the dishes
Robots fold the clothes
Robots took the trash out
Everybody knows
Got nothing to complain about
So what am I gonna do
Robots do the dishes, baby
I'm dancing with you
Outro
Dennis
Take a bow
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