Hairdresser lyrics

What a shame, what a shame, what a shame

The shape my hair is in

It'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 latest bob

She give a good lather-job

She don't stand no messing around

Gimme, gimme, gimme my hairdresser this town

Hairdresser, hairdresser

Conk it up, conk me baby

I likes a wax, I likes a straight

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

Yo, yo, Milano

• Artist:ZZ Top
• Album:Rhythmeen (1996)