Lyrics:
Fluffhead was a manWith a horrible diseaseCould not find no cureWon't you help him if you please?Fluff came to my door / Fluff came to New York (two parts)Askin' me for changeHis eyes were clear and pureBut his mind was so derangedFluff went to a bankerAskin' for some billsThe banker said, 'I ain't got thatBut I sure got some powerful pills