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Woke up late!
Should be at work by eight, now it's just gone nine.
My hair's a state! Oh this is going great.
Just shove it up into a bun, then I must run
Friday night (must get this right)
My hair's a right damn sight (it would be wouldn't it?)
I'm going out tonight you see? (To a bar)
I've dried and tonged (my ears got burned!)
Have worn it straight and long (easier to leave it curled)
The style that I have in my mind, is not like mine
This ain't fair....now I've....found some....grey hair!
My hair's a mess!
I must admit to it
It makes no sense
The time on it I've spent
And I can't go out like this!
My hair's a mess!
I must admit to it
It makes no sense
The time on it I've spent
And I won't go out like this!
Arrrgggggghhhhhhhhhhhh
My hair's a mess!
Now I admit to it
It made no sense
The time on it I spent
And I'm not going out like this!
Short is safe, could have it cut, or have it shaved
But if it's shaved, then it's gonna itch, and chafe.
"it makes no sense"
"no tiene sentido"