This´ll be the last time,
I ever do your hair.
Tired of this shit, swear I'm gonna quit
Can't seem to make enough dough,
But my cuttin's on a roll
One face among the many,
I never thought you cared.
Seen enough stuff, thought I got rough
Now I know it ain't so
I gotta live my own
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