- Anonymous
Cotton like man
I’m the one
Cotton like man
Covered by the red walls
Protected
By oneself
Can’t I have something else?
I’m the one
Cotton like man
Who looks for a hideout
Not with the great unwashed
But with a soul that can abide
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