Yesterday I was blonde
(You know she was blonde)
Today I’m a ginger
(What happened to blonde?)
My eyes get a shock
(A real nasty shock)
When I look in the mirror
(Don’t look in the mirror!)
I’ve got those low down
Hair color blues
(Have mercy! Have mercy!)
I asked for a change
(Oh say it’s not true)
You know that it’s true
(Yes, oh yes it’s so true)
I just didn’t think
(You always should think!)
I’d end up with this hue
(And oh what a hue!)
I’ve got those low down
Hair color blues
(Have mercy! Have mercy on her!)
Those stinkin’
Low down
Nasty clown
Hair color
Blues!
(Oh yeah!)
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Embrace the red!
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I have no other choice! It looks better this morning.
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Sure it is not so bad, if you still retain your sense of humor 🙂
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The sense of humor is still there, somewhere ‘neath the glare.
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beneath the red glare? 😉
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Blues…there is a twelve-bar solution every time. Red really, or rufous, rubescent, or 12 bar bloodshot ….all in temporary tempo
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The temporary is the part that keeps me singing.
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