Laundry Girl Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Laundry Girl, your eyes like apple trees
Your voice like sprayed Febreeze
You had the cleanest dirty laundry
That a Laundromat had ever seenLaundry Girl, you said that I should read
Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
Oh 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 breatheThe tide was getting low

My pockets were drained
My socks were soaked
My colors all stainedCycles agitating on
Goddamn, I needed some change
You walked right through the doorLaundry Girl, your eyes like apple trees
Your voice like sprayed Febreeze
You had the cleanest dirty laundry
That a Laundromat had ever seenOh, Laundry Girl, I'm stuck between
This crumpled five and a coin machine
Your quarters breathe
Like minutes to my soulYou 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 SheenYou said the Kids in the Hall
Was the best show of them all
I told you how wrong you wereYou 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 faceAnd in my last clean shirt
I was completely off-guard
When Laundry Girl
You kissed me hardBeneath that stormy morning sky
Those corny joggers jogging by
We stood like statues in the street
The traffic backing up for milesYour 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 guideOur lips were heavens opened up
You fit like coffee to my cup
Through galaxies of apple trees
You were my first clean loveAnd in my last clean shirt
I turned around and you were gone
Oh, I never got to say goodbye, oh, ohLaundry 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