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Текст (слова) песни: Phish - FluffheadFluffhead was a man With a horrible disease Could not find no cure Won`t you help him if you please? Fluff came to my door / Fluff came to New York (two parts) Askin` me for change His eyes were clear and pure But his mind was so deranged Fluff went to a banker Askin` for some bills The banker said, "I ain`t got that But I sure got some powerful pills."
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