Martin
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Martin used to look so cool With his hair down to his shoulders Martin used to look so cool With his hair down to his waist Now he just looks like a fool Never knew how big his ears were He forgot the golden rule Don't trust someone else's taste Oh no I hate to be the one to say ``I hate to say `I told you so' '' Martin used to look so hip With his hair spread all around him Martin used to look so hip Never needed mousse or gel Now he just looks like a dip Don't he know it's not the fifties Should have never took that trip To the barbershop from hell Oh no I hate to be the one to say ``I hate to say `I told you so' '' Since Martin got a haircut Since Martin got a haircut Since Martin got a haircut We don't like him no more Martin's hair had such allure He could wrap it round his elbows Martin's hair had such allure He could tuck it in his pants Now it just looks rather poor I don't care if it's in fashion Should have bagged the new coiffure Took off while he had the chance Oh no I hate to be the one to say ``I hate to say `I told you so' '' Maybe it'll grow out Maybe in a couple years Maybe it'll grow out Seven hundred thirty days filled with tears Martin, why'd you get the buzz Now you look like you're in ROTC Martin, why'd you get the buzz You look like someone you are not Now your head's covered with fuzz Like some skinhead neo-Nazi Should have left your hair as was I don't care if it was hot Oh no I hate to be the one to say ``The do you got has got to go'' Since Martin got a haircut Since Martin got a haircut Since Martin got a haircut We don't like him no more |