bright blonde waterfallnew wave crests mighty foreheada flock of seagulls
Stuck in the tower,Rapunzel yearned for rescue.And conditioner.
Purple And Green Spikes? A Teenager Is A JoySays My Hairdresser
I stare at your hairall spiked and fierce, and wonderWhat mousse do you use?
Oh mighty cowlickGel and spray can't get you downI admire your will
It dries in no timeIt is easy to maintainYou see, I am bald
Hairline fading back?Shave it all down to the skinThen none will notice
Hair spray was worshipped.Worn in the 80’s, by men.Rock and roll, baby!
Hair from down the sideProudly joining in the march"Crossing of the Scalps"
Golden twirls up thereIt makes you two feet tallerWatch for low ceilings
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