ZZ TOP


Hairdresser Lyrics

What a shame, what a shame
What a shame the shape my hair is in
Oh that's way too humid, today my head it ain't no friend
If I was seen out, I'd have me arrested
Gimme, gimme, gimme my sweet hairdresser

Hairdresser
Hairdresser

She's hip to the fastest bob
She give a good lather job
She don't stand no messin' around
Gimme, gimme, gimme my hairdresser this town

Hairdresser
Hairdresser
Conk it up
Conk me baby

I likes a wax, I likes a straight, uh
I don't like the kind of hair you love to hate
I can dig it dread, I can dig it buzzed
I can dig a do that does the fuzz
God, my hair it looks molested
Gimme, gimme, gimme my sweet hairdresser

Hairdresser
Hairdresser
Hairdresser
Hairdresser, oh yea
Yo, yo, Milano

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Songwriter(s): Joseph Wayne Hardy, Billy Gibbons
Copyright: Sidney Falco Music, Billy G'S Hollywood Productions Inc., Music Of Stage Three
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