Laundry Girl, your eyes like trees Your voice like Febreeze You had the cleanest dirty That a Laundromat had seen
Laundry Girl, you said I should read Hitchhikers Guide to the Oh my love, tell me you real or just a dream?
It was in a world asleep for me Alone in the The air too hot to
The tide was low My pockets were My socks were My colors all
agitating on Goddamn, I needed some You right through the door
Laundry Girl, your eyes like apple voice like sprayed Febreeze You had the cleanest laundry That a Laundromat had seen
Oh, Laundry Girl, I'm between This five and a coin machine Your breathe Like to my soul
You me coins to dry my socks I you home at 6 o'clock Your flip-flops We fun of Charlie Sheen
You said the in the Hall Was the best of them all I told you how you were
You around to make your case To put me back in my place You held your in your arms It I mean it on your face
And in my clean shirt I was off-guard When Laundry You me hard
Beneath that stormy sky corny joggers jogging by We stood statues in the street The traffic backing up for
Your was permanent pressed to mine The streets were clean, the socks dry I you like I'd lost and found you Hitching had their guide
Our lips heavens opened up You fit coffee to my cup Through galaxies of apple You were my first love
And in my last shirt I turned around and you were Oh, I got to say goodbye, oh, oh
Laundry Girl, don't you see I found my place in the galaxy Oh my love, tell me Were you real or a dream?
somebody please tell me Was she real or a dream? Laundry Girl, I you From my to my pocket-T
a dream to me, Laundry Girl