Cut my hair, Jenny! Please, do it soon
And we'll be a Samson-and-Delilah kind of pair
So that, in my heart of hearts, I'll know that
Of my heart, I'd best beware
As I'm trying, trying, trying not to stare
As I'm dying, dying, dying, Jenny
Cut my hair!
I'll be the Hooke, if you'll be the Boyle
But I'm begging, begging, Jenny, don't you be John Dee
Before our peers, magic shit appears
And later you can point the microscope at me
So I'm begging, begging, begging, Jenny
Meet me there!
While I'm arm-and-legging, you're reneging
Please be fair!
'Cause I'm trying, trying, trying not to stare
And I'm dying, dying for you, Jenny
Cut my hair!
Funny thing about these melodies
Is I think I ripped them off from somewhere
But I don't know from whom
But they're not even good
And I know that you don't care
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Cut my hair, Jenny! Please, do it soon
And we'll be a Samson-and-Delilah kind of pair
So that, in my heart of hearts, I'll know that
Of my heart, I'd best beware
As I'm trying, trying, trying not to stare
As I'm dying, dying, dying, Jenny
Cut my hair!
I'll be the Hooke, if you'll be the Boyle
But I'm begging, begging, Jenny, don't you be John Dee
Before our peers, magic shit appears
And later you can point the microscope at me
So I'm begging, begging, begging, Jenny
Meet me there!
While I'm arm-and-legging, you're reneging
Please be fair!
'Cause I'm trying, trying, trying not to stare
And I'm dying, dying for you, Jenny
Cut my hair!
Funny thing about these melodies
Is I think I ripped them off from somewhere
But I don't know from whom
But they're not even good
And I know that you don't care
And we'll be a Samson-and-Delilah kind of pair
So that, in my heart of hearts, I'll know that
Of my heart, I'd best beware
As I'm trying, trying, trying not to stare
As I'm dying, dying, dying, Jenny
Cut my hair!
I'll be the Hooke, if you'll be the Boyle
But I'm begging, begging, Jenny, don't you be John Dee
Before our peers, magic shit appears
And later you can point the microscope at me
So I'm begging, begging, begging, Jenny
Meet me there!
While I'm arm-and-legging, you're reneging
Please be fair!
'Cause I'm trying, trying, trying not to stare
And I'm dying, dying for you, Jenny
Cut my hair!
Funny thing about these melodies
Is I think I ripped them off from somewhere
But I don't know from whom
But they're not even good
And I know that you don't care
Writer: Christopher Lutz
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