The hair'll come out,
tomorrow,
bet your bottom dollar
that tomorrow
there'll be hair.
Can't think about,
tomorrow
Too many cobwebs,
and the sorrow
my chin'll have hair
I'm stuck in a way...
my hair is gray...
and only
one hair on my chin...
I grin,
and say...
Oh,
I'll pull it out
tomorrow
So, i gotta hang on,
till tomorrow.
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I'll see ya tomorrow!
New hair is just a day a way!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
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