Skankin' Pickle - My hair

^CSet my alarm, t^Amo wake me at eleven, ^Fthe sun was shining in my ^Gface when I awoken. ^CMy mom yelled at me that my fr^Amiend was here at seven, ^FI just rolled over, pr^Gayed that I was dreaming. ^CI knew I wasn't when my ^Amdog bit me on my nose. ^FCrawled out of bed, sl^Gipped a felt hat on my head. ^CI ran downstairs, s^Amaw my friend was standing there, ^Flooked in the mirror, s^Gaw my hair was everywhere. _____________________________________________________ [Chorus] ^FYou talk talk, y^Gou talk about the future. ^FHow you think that it's funny i^Gf they've got no brain. ^FDoesn't matter if they^G've got no hair. ^FDoesn't matter if the^Gy look like yarn, Look like y^Car^Amn ^{F G} look like ya^Crn^{Am F G}

^COh^Am, L^Fyn^Gette! I thought we had a deal: You cut your hair and I go out with you. You didn't cut your hair! I'm gonna go out with my grandmother. She's dead, Lynette, I'm gonna dig her up and go out with her. Go! I'm outta here!

^CWent back upstairs, ^Amand looked into my mirror. ^FIn my reflection, ^GI saw it so much clearer. ^CI didn't know, ^Amthat I was so ugly, ^Fif it was dark in Central Park ^Gno one would even mug me.