I can feel them crawling in my hair tonight. Oh, Lord.
I’ve been waiting for the mayonnaise for all my life. Oh, Lord.
Can you feel them, crawling through your hair tonight. Oh, Lord. Oh, Lord.
Well, you told me you were itching, but your head I would not examine. I’ve seen your scalp before, my friend, but I don’t know if you know who I am. Well, I wasn’t there, I don’t know where you slept, but I know that you’ve got lice. So you can comb through your hair, but they’ll just go everywhere…it’s all just a pack of lice.
I can feel them crawling in my hair tonight. Oh, Lord.
I’ve been waiting for the mayonnaise for all my life. Oh, Lord.
I can feel them, crawling in your hair tonight. Oh, Lord. Oh, Lord.
Well, I remember. I remember, don’t worry. How could I ever forget it’s the Hellmann’s…the Miracle Whip, on top my head. But I know the reason why you kept your silence up, oh no you don’t fool me. The hurt doesn’t show, but the pain still grows, this strange store brand mayonnaise.
Well I can feel them crawling in my hair tonight. Oh, Lord.
I’ve been waiting for the mayonnaise for all my life. Oh, Lord.
I can feel them, crawling in your hair tonight. Oh, Lord. Oh, Lord.
