Downtown, afternoon, trying to get over you
But my lemon-wheatgrass tea wasn't doing the trick
Place across the street had a sign
Shave and a trim, $5.99,
Hey, baby, how could I resist?

Now I've got a bad haircut
A short-in-front kind of haircut
You didn't want to see me, didn't want to be friends
You'll never run your fingers through my hair again
I've had a bad haircut
Since Saturday

I wasn't recognized by my family, I haven't looked myself since you left me
I've been looking more and more like Billy Ray
We used to trim each other, get our ears real low
But about your hair, I think you should know
There isn't that much good that I can say

'cause you had a bad haircut
A look-at-me kind of haircut
I did my best to smile and play along
But I've had my share of fake bleach-blondes
You've had a bad haircut
But I still wish you could stay

Well, it's grown out now 'cause it's been a while since you and I were a we
And I think I think bowl cuts will come back in style before you come back to me
When we meet again, I'll be bald and your locks will be feelin' the ears
I'll try to take some clippers to my wrists, but they'll only be thinning shears

And I'll have a bad haircut
A sad and lonely kind of haircut
I could die it all kinds of different shades,
But nothing could stop me from feeling gray
I'll have a bad haircut
Like always

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