Pocket fluff, o pocket fluff,
O how I like my pocket fluff,
It hides in-side the folds,
And won-t do as it's told.

Pocket fluff, o pocket fluff,
O how I like my pocket fluff,
My hand it goes into my pocket,
Like a plug into a sock-et,
My fingers wiggle round and round,
And the pocket fluff is found.

Pocket fluff, o pocket fluff,
O how I like my pocket fluff,
I found some in my jeans today,
And brought it out to play.
It would not talk it would not walk
I could not get it to do aught

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Pam and Jane yack yack yack
They don't breathe as they talk back
One day they will find
I have lost my mind
And taking a great big knife
I will rob each girl of her like
But even if I mash there heads
I bet they will still talk when dead

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Ping pong time to be gone
I been here to long
The room is fun, the room is nice
But the room it always quite
I feel lots of things
And bundle them with string
In my mind, in a box
I keep them there in case the stop
The stop the comes at the end
The end that mean you've in the den
The hole, the thing in the ground
The thing that they fill in around
In the ground, all said
In a box you are dead

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Sandman sandman where art thou
I heard you had sex with a cow
A pat on the back, it's for you
When you fall over in cow poo
In the meadow with the sheep
That's where you always sleep
You are not right in the head
I think that you should be dead
In the room you do chatter
And the silence you do shatter
But we know you're secret now
You like sex with the cows

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