Three Gray Hairs

I woke up in the morning and I looked like death

My mouth was dry and I had bad breath

I looked in the mirror, eyes up head down

Three gray hairs in a sea of brown

Three gray hairs, three gray hairs

Slowly turning into a polar bear with my three gray hairs

I’m not that old, I’m in my twenties

Your average Joe with not a lot of money

Is adulthood stress the cause

Of my hair pigments temporary pause

Three gray hairs, three gray hairs

I prefer circles to squares, three gray hairs

Let’s go

Three gray hairs is three too many

Give me none and that’d be plenty

If my pigments don’t revive

I’ll be fully grayed by 35

Stressing out til I’m red in the face

Is what got me in a pickle in the first place

If anything I should be enthralled

At least I have yet to go bald

Three gray hairs, three gray hairs

Slowly turning into a polar bear with my three gray hairs (one more time)

Three gray hairs, three gray hairs

I prefer apples to pears, three gray hairs (yeehaw)