Cigar Laundry Basket Lyrics

What the hell is up with that,
When you can't buy your own laundry basket
Why was I the victim? You stole my wicker tool
I came inside to check on my clothing as they're drying
I could've sworn I left it in the apartment laundry room

But now it's gone my clothing in a bundle
With socks, and pants, and underwear
Falling to the ground

f___ the guy who took my s___
And stole my laundry basket
If I see you with my basket in the apartment laundry room
I'll kick your a__, s___ on your clothes
And take back my f___in' basket
And then you'll be the victim 'cause
You stole my wicker tool

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