Crooked Cigarette lyrics by Reverend Horton Heat. Well it's wet, It's all broken and wet, But I take what I get, I got a crooked cigarette. Well she left, She...
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Well it's wet,
It's all broken and wet,
But I take what I get,
I got a crooked cigarette.
Well she left,
She left me with a hell of a debt,
But no sweat,
I got a crooked cigarette.
When it's busted by the filter there's a trick that I found,
You break it on apart then you turn it around,
You slide it in easy and you twist it in tight,
Hey buddy got a light?
Well I'm full,
Full of that malt liquor bull,
But I'm set,
I got a crooked cigarette.
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