Laundry Girl, your like apple trees Your like sprayed Febreeze You had the cleanest dirty a Laundromat had ever seen
Laundry Girl, you said that I should Hitchhikers Guide to the Oh my love, tell me Were you real or just a
It was 4:03 in a asleep for me Alone in the The air too hot to
The tide was low My were drained My socks soaked My all stained
Cycles on Goddamn, I needed some You walked through the door
Laundry Girl, your eyes like trees Your voice sprayed Febreeze You had the cleanest laundry a Laundromat had ever seen
Oh, Girl, I'm stuck between This crumpled five and a machine Your breathe Like to my soul
You me coins to dry my socks I walked you home at 6 Your flip-flopped We made fun of Sheen
You said the Kids in the Was the best of them all I you how wrong you were
You whirled around to your case To put me back in my place You held your laundry in arms It said I mean it on your
And in my last clean I was completely Laundry Girl You me hard
that stormy morning sky Those corny jogging by We stood like in the street The traffic backing up for
Your heart was permanent to mine The streets clean, the socks were dry I held you I'd lost and found you Hitching hikers had guide
Our lips were opened up You fit like to my cup galaxies of apple trees You my first clean love
And in my clean shirt I turned and you were gone Oh, I got to say goodbye, oh, oh
Girl, darlin' don't you see That I found my place in the Oh my love, please me Were you real or a dream?
Will somebody tell me Was she real or just a Girl, I love you From my socks to my
Just a dream to me, Laundry