The Haircut Song Ray Stevens

(Chorus)
Well, when you get a haircut, you'd better go back home
When you get a haircut, get a barber you have known
Since you were a little bitty boy sittin' in a booster chair
'Cause you might look like Larry, Moe or Curly if a stranger cuts your hair

Well, Butte, Montana just a-passin' through, one thing I just had to do
Had to get a haircut and I was worried for my hair
I had a feeling of impending doom the minute I stepped into that room
And laid my eyes upon that barber chair...oh yeah

It was a macho barber shop. Hair dryers were mounted on a rifle rack
Wasn't no mirrors. The barber chair was a Peterbilt. Barber walked in;
He was huge, seven feet tall, three hundred pounds of spring steel and
Rawhide. Wearin' a hard hat, chewin' a cigar, had a t-shirt on -- said
"I hate musicians." Threw me in the chair, sneered and said, "What'll it
Be pal?" Now a lot of people would be intimidated in a situation like
This...I was not. I am what I am, play my piano, sing my little
Songs. I looked him right in the eye and I said, "I'm a logger...just up in Coos Bay, Oregon. Been toppin' trees -- quite possibly the toughest
Man in the entire world. He said, "All right!" He gave me a haircut and I walked out of there, my hair was gone! Made Kojak look like Bill Golden. Yeah, had a tremendous craving to operate heavy equipment
Now, you may think that Butte, Montana haircut's the worst any man could ever get...Wrong!

Well, a few months later I was in L.A., truckin' along on a smoggy day
I needed a haircut so bad, I looked like Bozo the Clown
I was looking shaggy, not too good, I'd put it off as long as I could
And Lord, I hate to get a haircut out of town