As I sit here in dispair
With razors running thru my hair
Wondering how I will look
I want to look, just like the book
First she lifts me up and down
Then she spins me round and round
Now she tells me she's all done
But why did all the women run
Then she says she missed a spot
Oh my god, she did not
Where is all the hair I had
Oh she says you'll be glad
Girls will see you from afar
Even at your favorite bar
They will think that you are kewl
Some of them will even drool
So I'll go there really fast
Making sure the jell does last
Get a seat out in the back
Put my hat upon a rack
First I'll offer one a drink
Or maybe try a subtle wink
That one turned around to look
Oh my god I need to book
Sure are ugly women here
But they all look good with beer
Guess this wasnt my best night
Cause all I got, was just a fight
2007-07-11
02:02:24
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