Owl City - Rugs from Me to You lyrics

Toupée or not toupée, that is the question It refused to stay as it all turned gray Oh William Shakespeare's receding hair Please excuse the pun: it's hair today, gone tomorrow So, be thankful for what precious locks you have Toupée or not toupée, that is the question And by the way, I just gotta say, thank the Lord I'm not going bald! And if I may quip, my curls and I are just like heaven 'cause rest a**ured, there'll be no parting there But should my head get bare like Friar Tuck Hard chase to swallow, it makes me smile 'cause I know just what I'd do Yeah, if I had more wigs than I knew what to do with, I'd open a secondhand store And if you ever went bald, you'd recall it 'cause I'd cleverly call it rugs from me to you