Laundry Girl, eyes like apple trees Your like sprayed Febreeze You had the dirty laundry That a Laundromat had ever
Girl, you said that I should read Hitchhikers Guide to the Oh my love, tell me Were you real or a dream?
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 were My colors all
agitating on Goddamn, I needed some You walked through the door
Girl, your eyes like apple trees Your like sprayed Febreeze You had the cleanest dirty a Laundromat had ever seen
Oh, Laundry Girl, I'm stuck This crumpled and a coin machine Your quarters Like minutes to my
You loaned me to dry my socks I walked you home at 6 Your flip-flops We fun of Charlie Sheen
You said the Kids in the Was the show of them all I told you how wrong you
You whirled around to your case To put me back in my place You held laundry in your arms It I mean it on your face
And in my last shirt I was off-guard Laundry Girl You me hard
Beneath stormy morning sky Those corny joggers by We like statues in the street The backing up for miles
Your heart was pressed to mine The streets clean, the socks were dry I you like I'd lost and found you hikers had their guide
Our were heavens opened up You fit like to my cup Through galaxies of trees You my first clean love
And in my last clean I turned around and you gone 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 my socks to my pocket-T
Just a to me, Laundry Girl