ZZ Top - Hairdresser lyrics

[ZZ Top - Hairdresser lyrics]

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 messing 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 yo, yo, Milano

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