Les paroles de la chanson
« Rugs from me to you »
Owl City
Toupe or not to pay
That is the question
It refused to stay
As it all turned grey
Old William Shakespeare’s receeding hair
Please excuse the "pun"
It’s "hair" today, gone tomorrow
So be thankful
For what precious locks you have.
Toupe or not to pay
That is the question
And by the way
I just gotta say
Thank the Lord I’m going bald
And if I may quip
My curls and I
Are just like heaven
Cause rest assured,
There’ll be no parting there
But should my head get bare
Like Friar Tuck
Hard cheese to swallow
It makes me smile
Cause I know juste what I’d do
Yeah, if I had more wigs than I knew what to do with
I’d open a secand hand store
And if you ever went bald
You’d recall it
Cause I’d cleverly call it
"Rugs From Me To You"
That is the question
It refused to stay
As it all turned grey
Old William Shakespeare’s receeding hair
Please excuse the "pun"
It’s "hair" today, gone tomorrow
So be thankful
For what precious locks you have.
Toupe or not to pay
That is the question
And by the way
I just gotta say
Thank the Lord I’m going bald
And if I may quip
My curls and I
Are just like heaven
Cause rest assured,
There’ll be no parting there
But should my head get bare
Like Friar Tuck
Hard cheese to swallow
It makes me smile
Cause I know juste what I’d do
Yeah, if I had more wigs than I knew what to do with
I’d open a secand hand store
And if you ever went bald
You’d recall it
Cause I’d cleverly call it
"Rugs From Me To You"
