Cigar Laundry Basket Lyrics

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







Fuck the guy who took my shit



And stole my laundry basket



If I see you with my basket in the laundry room



I'll kick your ass shit on clothes



And take back my fuckin' laundry basket



And then you'll be the victim because



You stole my wicker tool