To pay or not to pay
That is the question
It refused to stay as it all turned grey
Oh william shakespeare's receding hair
Please excuse the pun it's here today gone tomorrow
So be thankful for what precious locks you have
To pay or not to pay
That is the question
And by the way I just gotta say
Thank the lord I'm not going bald
And if I may quit my curls and I are just like heaven
Cause rest assured there'll be no parting there
But should my head get bare like fire
Talk hard chase to swallow
It makes me smile
'cause I know just what I do
Yeah if I had more wigs than I knew what to do with
I'd open a second hand store
And if you ever went zald you'd recall it
Cause I'd cleverly call it rugs from me to you