I was about to tell you the story of the genesis of what follows, but even the explanation of where it came from doesn't explain from whence it came. Suffice it to say that I must thank SamWise for the germ of the idea...and ask him to please wash his hands better from now on.
If you're familiar with the music of the MopTops from LiverPool, you'll soon realize what tune should be going through your head with these words.
I'm a real no-hair man
Ain't got more than twenty strands
Barber, you should make no plans for me
Have no need for a comb
That's one thing I do not own
Fuller Brush Man, just go home, tee-hee
No-hair man, hair's missin'
We all know my head glistens
No-hair man, I'll never sing lead in a hard metal band
I'm as bald as I can be
On my head, skin's all I see
No-hair man, I'm dandruff-free, that's all
No-hair man, no graying
Do you hear what I'm saying?
Left it all for somebody else to grow what they can
I don't fret 'cause my hair's slim
No-hair man don't pay for trims
Don't you wish you were like him - like me
No-hair man, telling you all
I look like a cue ball
I can shave the top of my head with my bare hand
I'm a real no-hair man
Ain't got more than twenty strands
Barber, you should make no plans for me
Barber, you should make no plans for me
Barber, you should make no plans for me!
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