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Текст (слова) песни: Ben Folds Five - Cigarette
Fred jones was worn down
From caring for his often
Screaming and crying wife
Burning the day but
He couldnt sleep at night for fear that she
In a stupor from the drugs that didnt even
Ease the pain would set the house on blaze
With a cigarette.
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