Rugs From Me To You

Toupee or not toupee, that is the question
It refused to stay as it all turned grey
Oh William Shakespeare’s receding hair
Please excuse the pun
It's hair today, gone tomorrow
So be thankful for what precious locks you have

Toupee or not toupee, that is the question
And by the way I just gotta say
Thank the Lord I'm not 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
Heart chased a swallow
It makes me smile cause I know just what I'd do

Yeah, If I had more wigs than I knew what to do with
I'd open up a secondhand store
And if you ever went bald you'd recall it
Cause I'd cleverly call it Rugs From Me to You