Saturday, December 05, 2009

Beef Wellington Lyrics #1


My free SEO man and some SEO copywriter dude have been telling me to blog my lyrics, so here goes nothing.

This first one I'm going with, Baby You Can Cut My Hair, goes back to the '60s, when frankly I don't remember much about what was going on. Can you blame me? Frank and Sammy and Dino and the rest of us boys kept the party going 24/7, and even longer on weekends.

I was doing eight, nine shows a week just off the Strip, and after I'd grab an early breakfast at the No Dice Diner which usually consisted of waffles, cigarettes, and scotch.

Smitty's Barber Shop, just a regular old barbershop, was right down the street One day I stumbled for a trim and lo and behold, there's this absolute knockout chick cutting hair. Her name turned out to be Rainbow and she was biding her time, waiting for that big break like everybody else in town.

This was the '60s, like I said, and Women's Lib and all that stuff was kind of new, so Rainbow was a pretty weird sight to see. For awhile I'd come in for a trim two, three times a week - CAN YOU BLAME ME? Smitty thought I belonged in detox, but it was all just to see my little Rainbow.

BABY YOU CAN CUT MY HAIR
by Beef Wellington (C) 1969

Your comb solution's like perfume to me.
Your scissors play a lovely melody.
You blow the stray hair miles off of me,
And with your coupons it's almost free.

YEAH!

Baby you can cut my hair.
Trim my mustache anywhere.
Nick my ear, girl I don't care,
'Cause baby I love you.

Snip snip, clip clip, YEAH!
Snip snip, clip clip, YEAH!

Uneven sideburns had me feeling blue,
My neck was itchy and my part askew.
Heaven knows what I was going to do,
Until that day I ran into you.

YEAH!

Baby you can cut my hair.
Trim my mustache anywhere.
Shape my neckline round or square,
'Cause baby I love you.

Snip snip, clip clip, YEAH!
Snip snip, clip clip, YEAH!

Doll, you never give me any razor burn,
Your cream rinse smells just like a mountain fern.
I'll wait an hour just to get my turn,
Then count the minutes until my return.

YEAH!

Baby you can cut my hair,
Trim my mustache anywhere.
Spin me in your barber chair,
'Cause baby I love you.

Snip snip, clip clip, YEAH!
Snip snip, clip clip, YEAH!


1 comment:

George said...

always good to see Beef telling a story about his music.