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Downtown, afternoon, trying to get over youBut my lemon-wheatgrass tea wasn't doing the trickPlace across the street had a signShave and a trim, $5.99,Hey, baby, how could I resist?Now I've got a bad haircutA short-in-front kind of haircutYou didn't want to see me, didn't want to be friendsYou'll never run your fingers through my hair againI've had a bad haircutSince SaturdayI wasn't recognized by my family, I haven't looked myself since you left meI've been looking more and more like Billy RayWe used to trim each other, get our ears real lowBut about your hair, I think you should knowThere isn't that much good that I can say'cause you had a bad haircutA look-at-me kind of haircutI did my best to smile and play alongBut I've had my share of fake bleach-blondesYou've had a bad haircutBut I still wish you could stayLetras de cancionesWell, it's grown out now 'cause it's been a while since you and I were a weAnd I think I think bowl cuts will come back in style before you come back to meWhen we meet again, I'll be bald and your locks will be feelin' the earsI'll try to take some clippers to my wrists, but they'll only be thinning shearsAnd I'll have a bad haircutA sad and lonely kind of haircutI could die it all kinds of different shades,But nothing could stop me from feeling grayI'll have a bad haircutLike always From Letras Mania