Hairdresser — текст песни (ZZ Top)


What a shame, what a shame, what a shame
The shape my hair is in
It`s way too humid, today, my head, it ain`t no friend
If I was seen out, I`d have me arrested
Gimme, gimme, gimme my sweet hairdresser

Hairdresser, hairdresser

She`s hip to the latest bob,
She give a good lather-job
She don`t stand no messin` around
Gimme, gimme, gimme my hairdresser this town

Hairdresser, hairdresser
Conk it up, conk me baby

I likes a wax, I likes a straight
I don`t like the kind of hair you love to hate
I can dig it dread, I can dig it buzzed
I can dig a `do` that does the fuzz
God, my hair it looks molested
Gimme, gimme, gimme my sweet hairdresser

Hairdresser, hairdresser
Hairdresser, hairdresser
Yo, yo, Milano



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