I never play the lottery
This week I played the lottery
I thought
What it would be like to win all that hair
Shimmee-and-a-shake in a Beatle wig
I let them take a little clipping
Which they put into a basket, then
Other people let them take little clippings
Which they put into that same basket
They put that basket into a bigger basket
Which went into a bigger basket
Which went into the biggest basket ever in the world
And we all thought
What it would be like to win all that hair
We could make a new Woodstock and close the New York Thruway, Man!

Repeat
Mean while, 2/5ths of the hair went to government wigs,
George Washington had a whiter wig
Lincoln had a fuller beard
Hamilton did a Broadway jig
Jackson was replaced by Harriet Tubman
Grant had his nose hairs plucked
Franklin had a new fur collar on his coat
Don’t believe me? Look at your money
And we all thought
Wow, that’s what it looks like to win all that hair
Let’s get King Louis pompadours, and call it macaroni
Repeat

Somebody won all that hair
Nobody I knew won all that hair
Everybody I knew was balding
I’m balding
We don’t resent them
Like sheep to be shorn we stand on line again
We stand on line again to be clipped again
We stand on line again to give hair we can’t afford to lose
We all thought
Wow, somebody somewhere is in a room with all that hair
I wouldn’t know what to do with all that hair
The things I could do with all that hair, like maybe …
My ears are cold,
Did I ever tell you ‘I love ‘Ewe” ?
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