| Laundry Girl, your eyes like apple trees | |
| Your voice like sprayed | |
| FebreezeYou had the cleanest dirty laundry | |
| That a Laundromat had ever seen | |
| Laundry Girl, you said that | |
| I should read | |
| Hitchhikers | |
| Guide to the | |
| GalaxyOh my love, please tell me | |
| Were you real or just a dream? | |
| It was 4:03 in a world asleep | |
| Except for me | |
| Alone in the | |
| Laundromat | |
| The air too hot to breathe | |
| The tide was getting low | |
| My pockets were drained | |
| My socks were soaked | |
| My colors all stained | |
| Cycles agitating on | |
| Goddamn, I needed some change | |
| You walked right through the door | |
| Laundry Girl, your eyes like apple trees | |
| Your voice like sprayed | |
| FebreezeYou had the cleanest dirty laundry | |
| That a Laundromat had ever seen | |
| Oh, Laundry | |
| Girl, I'm stuck between | |
| This crumpled five and a coin machine | |
| Your quarters breathe | |
| Like minutes to my soul | |
| You loaned me coins to dry my socks | |
| I walked you home at 6 o'clock | |
| Your flip-flops flip-flopped | |
| We made fun of | |
| Charlie Sheen | |
| You said the | |
| Kids in the | |
| HallWas the best show of them all | |
| I told you how wrong you were | |
| You whirled around to make your case | |
| To put me right back in my place | |
| You held your laundry in your arms | |
| It said I mean it on your face | |
| And in my last clean shirt | |
| I was completely off-guard | |
| When Laundry | |
| GirlYou kissed me hard | |
| Beneath that stormy morning sky | |
| Those corny joggers jogging by | |
| We stood like statues in the street | |
| The traffic backing up for miles | |
| Your heart was permanent pressed to mine | |
| The streets were clean, the socks were dry | |
| I held you like | |
| I'd lost and found you | |
| Hitching hikers had their guide | |
| Our lips were heavens opened up | |
| You fit like coffee to my cup | |
| Through galaxies of apple trees | |
| You were my first clean love | |
| And in my last clean shirt | |
| I turned around and you were gone | |
| Oh, I never got to say goodbye, oh, oh | |
| Laundry Girl, darlin' don't you see | |
| That I found my place in the galaxy | |
| Oh my love, please tell me | |
| Were you real or just a dream? | |
| Will somebody please tell me | |
| Was she real or just a dream? | |
| Laundry Girl, | |
| I love you | |
| From my socks to my pocket- | |
| TJust a dream to me, | |
| Laundry Girl |