Kacey Jones
Текст песни Donald Trumps Hair

Intro: Whether a bull or bear market
His tresses are always a target
But this pompadour should be admired
And if you don't agree then you're fired

Verse: Donald Trump's Hair, Donald Trump's Hair
A girl could get lost in there
Way up in there, in Donald Trump's Hair

Verse: I really don't care if it's full of air
In fact I really like that word 'heir'
HEIR-E -double S

Bridge: He's got the bouffant that I 'vant'
And I vant vut I vant like Ivana
Spending my hours up in Trump Towers
Running my hands through his locks
And his safety deposit box

Verse: Donald Trump's Hair, Donald Trump's Hair
Oh so precariously perched up there
Ya can't help but stare at Donald Trump's Hair

Verse: I'm willing to bet he owns stock in Aquanet
And why hasn't he fired his stylist yet
He must like the glare of his blonde helmet hair

Bridge: Comb-over, comb-over, I wish he'd comb-over
And let me just touch it one time
I'd fondle each follicle that sprouts from “The Donnacle”
It's so stiff and never goes flat….
How do he get his doo to do dat???

Verse: I wanna see proof, what's under that poof
Is it Jimmy Hoffa or just more of his loot
What else is in there, in Donald Trump's Hair…could it be?

Bridge: Landfill, roadkill, a bottle of Bushmill
Or maybe a baby raccoon
The Harlem Boys' Choir, all those people he's fired
Or the entire cast of the Grand Ole Opry….YeeHaw!

Verse: Donald Trump's Hair, Donald Trump's Hair
It looks like Hell, but I don't care
He's a billionaire! No coif can compare
His tonsorial deserves this memorial song
He's so debonair, 'cuz his mane is so rare,
And he flaunts it with flare
Yes, a girl could get lost in there
In Donald Trump's Hair