She flew through the doors of the Blue Laundrette In a rush of warm sheets she was hard to forget Then in the moment mid cycle and spin He sang soft as she turned to him It's a golden age Would you be my darling Love, Leda Let's put down everything For love, Leda Let's put down everything Swept up they lived the week's double-shift hum In the gaps in-between times leapt their desire And for their own home there beat the drum But when the hammer was raised they had to bid higher They say it's a golden age And we've one more to feed My darling love, Leda Let's put down everything For love, Leda Let's put down everything The money's dried up, she turns on the stairs It's all rigged against us, he punches the air A clean start they whisper and face the roulette That gold rush, false-feeling, as they place their bet My love, Leda Let's put down everything My love, Leda Let's put down everything For love, Leda Let's put down everything Everything Everything Everything