I need a shower, need to wash my hair
Need to change my clothes, cos I'm going out
While I'm doin that, I'll also dye my hair
Dark brown again, the grey will soon be out
Like a teapot, I'll tip up and pour out
The dark brown liquid elixir of youth
It's no drink, it would have to be pumped out
I rub it on my head and look uncouth
For five or ten minutes, a treacly froth
Then I step in the shower, wash my hair
Some of the dye stays and some washes out
I don't care or not if you know the truth
Women do it, so why not men whose hair
Is half turning grey and half falling out?
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