HOT HEADZ HAIR SALON

Hairspray, blow dry, one more snip. Color, rinse, perm after perm. For a hairdresser, work-a-holic is our term. I deal with screaming children,

who don't want a cut. And the people who keep rolling in,

after the doors should shut. My feet ache, my hands are numb. Will this day ever be done? I head home with talc in my lung,

and some hair stuck in my thumb. But I couldn't imagine anything i'd rather be,

cause life as a hairdresser,

is the life for me!