Текст песни: Hair Cutter + перевод

I go to hair cutter

Third Friday Monthly

Sometimes she rush it

Oh, I wish she’d touch me

Hair colored, soft eyes

Drinks with her neighbor

And when she’s feeling bad

Does things she wishes she wouldn’t

And when I’m at home

I think of hair cutter

I do not mean to

You help me not to mean it

But there are sometimes

Things don’t go like you want them to

You mean it?

Hair cutter little

What was she feeling?

A spark of something

For a lovely customer

Hair cutter’s sometimes

Better than her often

So she kept on working

And seeing my hair color

Hair cutter

My hair cutter

Yes

Yes

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