Toupee or not toupee
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That is the question
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It refused to stay as it all turned grey;
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William Shakespeare's receding hair
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Please excuse the pun,
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'It's hair today, gone tomorrow'
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So be thankful
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For what precious locks you have
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Toupee or not toupee
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That is the question
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And by the way
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I just gotta say
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Thank the Lord I'm not going bald
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And if I may quip
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My curls and I
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Are just like heaven
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'Cause rest assured
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There'll be no parting there
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But should my head get bare like Friar Tuck
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(Our chase to swallow)
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It makes me smile
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'Cause I know just what I'd do
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Yeah if I had more wigs than I knew what to do with
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I'd open a secondhand store
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And if you ever went bald
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You'd recall it
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'Cause I'd cleverly call it
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'Rugs From Me To You'
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Rugs From Me To You
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| Owl City |
