Lyrics

I'VE GOT A PHOTOGRAPH, MUM WAS A CLEANING LADY, LEANING BACK, AGAINST AN OLD GREEN CAR.
SHE HAD A CIGARETTE, SHE WAS LAUGHING WITH HER CLOSEST FRIEND.

PICK IT UP CLEANING LADY,
PICK IT UP CLEANING LADY.

FOUR DAYS A WEEK, MUM WAS A CLEANING LADY, FOR THE RICH, SHE WOULD CLEAN AND SCRUB THEIR FLOORS. NEVER SATISFIED THEY WOULD ALWAYS ASK FOR MORE.

PICK IT UP CLEANING LADY,
PICK IT UP CLEANING LADY.

YOU CAN CLEAN MY POOL, CLEAR MY YARD, WATER MY PLANTS, WORK REAL HARD.

POLISH MY SILVER, CLEAN MY GOLD,
SWEEP OUT MY FIREPLACE, WASH AND IRON MY CLOTHES.
STICK THAT HANDLE WHERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE, AND I’LL SWEEP YOUR FLOORS AS WELL.

PICK IT UP CLEANING LADY,
PICK IT UP CLEANING LADY.
PICK IT UP CLEANING LADY,
PICK IT UP CLEANING LADY.