Donald Trump's Hair

Intro: Whether a bull or bear market, his tresses are always a target. This pompadour should be admired, and if you don't agree then, YOU'RE FIRED!

Donald Trump's Hair, Donald Trump's Hair
A girl could get lost in there, way up in there
In Donald Trump's Hair
I really don't care if it's full of air
In fact I really like that word "heir"
H-E-I-R-E-S-S

He's got the bouffant that I want
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

Donald Trump's Hair, Donald Trump's Hair
Oh so precariously perched up there
You can't help but stare at Donald Trump's Hair
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.

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 do to do dat?

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 Trumps's Hair,
Could it be...

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 Opery...? Yee-Haw!

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 flair, yes a girl
Could get lost in there...in Donald Trump's Hair.