C 		    E 		     Am     	G 	 F 
Laundry girl your eyes like apple trees your voice like sprayed fe-breeze
	    C 				  Am 		      G 
you had the cleanest dirty laundry that a laundromat had ever seen
	C 			    E 		      Am         G  F 
laundry girl you said that i should read hitchhiker's guide to the gal-axy
      Dm 			   G 		  C 	  F 	C 
oh my love please tell me were you real or just a dream?
 
 
	       C 		F 		  C 		F 
it was four oh three in a world asleep except for me
C 			    F 		    C 		F 
alone in the laundromat, the air too hot to breathe
    Am 		    F 
the tide was getting low, my pockets were drained
   C 			 G 
my socks were soaked, my colors all stained
F 		G 
cycles agitating on...
 
 
  C 	     G 	F 
xxxxxxx, i needed some change
    Am 		     G 
you walked right through the door
 
 
	C 		    E 		     Am     	G 	 F 
Laundry girl your eyes like apple trees your voice like sprayed fe-breeze
	    C 				  Am 		      G 
you had the cleanest dirty laundry that a laundromat had ever seen
	C 		E 		     Am 	G     F 
Laundry girl i'm stuck between this crumpled five and a coin machine
     Dm 		    G 		  C   	F 	C 
your quarters breathe like minutes to my soul
 
 
	      C 	      F 		  C 		F 
you loaned me coins to dry my socks, i walked you home at six o'clock
     C 			F 		    C 		F 
your flip-flops flip flopped we made fun of charlie sheen
	     Am 		      F 
you said the kids in the hall was the best shoW of them all
  C 			 G 
i told you how wrong you were
	     Am 				F 
you whirled around to make your case, to put me right back in my place
		C 			      G 
you held your laundry in your arms, it said i mean it on your face
	  Am 			     F 
and im my last clean shirt i was completely off guard
      C 	      G 	F 
when laundry girl you kissed me hard
 

	     Am 			     F 
beneath that stormy morning sky, those corny joggers jogging by
		C 				  G 
we stood like statues in the street, the traffic backing up for miles
		Am 					  F 
you heart was permanent pressed to mine, the streets were clean, the socks were dry
	   C 					 G 
i held you like i'd lost and found you, hitching hikers had their guide
		Am 				F 
our lips were heavens opened up, you fit like coffee to my cup
	   C 				     G 
through galaxies of apple trees, you were my first clean love
	  Am 				F 
and in my last clean shirt, i turned around and you were gone
   C 	   F 		   Am 		G 	
oh i----- never got to say goodbye
 
 
	C 		       E 		   Am 		G  F 
laundry girl, darlin' don't ya see that i found my place in the gal-axy
      Dm 			   G 		  C 	F 	C 
oh my love please tell me were you real or just a dream?
    Dm 			G 		C 	F 	C 
somebody please tell me was she real or just a dream?
	Dm 			G 		  C 
laundry girl i love you from my socks to my pocket T
 
just a dream to me laundry girl
 Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.