The Hairdressers
My hair was growing, it needed a trim
Getting tired of my natural colour
It all just seemed so much duller and dim
So I went to a hairdressers parlour.
At the hairdressers I check out new tones
With all the numbers of various styles
The busy hairdresser's equipped with phones,
Three ordinary ones and two mobiles.
The phones ring now as she tries to explain
Eventually I a colour do choose
The end result is a nice sunny stain
And lots of complements I don't refuse.
Smiling today, I've enjoyed my day out
Back there I'll return, there will be no doubt.