THE HAIR
I look in the sink
And what do I see
A hair just laying there
Staring at me
I call to my mother
But she's not home
I call to my sister
But she's on the phone
I turn on the faucet
Try to flush it with water
But the hair just lays there
So I turn it up hotter
I scream at the hair
I curse and I swear
But the hair just lays there
And says..."I'm just laying here and staring to stare!"
And what do I see
A hair just laying there
Staring at me
I call to my mother
But she's not home
I call to my sister
But she's on the phone
I turn on the faucet
Try to flush it with water
But the hair just lays there
So I turn it up hotter
I scream at the hair
I curse and I swear
But the hair just lays there
And says..."I'm just laying here and staring to stare!"
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