Bad Hair Days

[telulah]

I really dont want to utter

Those horrible nasty words

That sum up the disappointment

Of frizzy, fuzzy hair.

 

Six days out of seven

In a really bad, bad week

I've been known to leave the house

And cry in the street.

 

Passing by a window

Its such a big, big shock

When you dont loook like Madonna

But more like ZZ Top.

 

No amount of products

Can ever make it right

I've tried everything on the market

And still I look a sight.

 

I guess I'll have to suffer

And scare kids in the street

Or alter my whole mindset

And worry about World Peace.

 

Telulah 17th March 2010 x