Toupee or not toupee
That is the question
It refusedtostay as it all turned grey
William Shakespeare's receding hair
Please excuse the pun
It's hair today, gone tomorrow
So be thankful
For what precious locks you have
Toupee or not toupee
That is the question
And by the way
I just gotta say
Thank the Lord I'm not going bald
And if I may quip
My curls and I
Are just like haven
Cause rest assurd
There'll be no parting there
But should my head get bare like Friar Tuck
(Our chase to swallow)
It makes me smile
Cause I know just what I'd do
Yeah, if I had more wigs than I knew what to do with
I'd open a secondhand store
And if you ever went bald
You 'd recall it
Cause I'd cleverly call it
Rugs from me to you