Crooked Cigarette - Rev. 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 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?

(Chorus)

Well I’m full,

Full of that malt liquor bull,

But I’m set,

I got a crooked cigarette.