Trump's Comb Over
well it's a one for the money
two for the show
the answer my friend is blowing in the wind
so is Trump's comb over
who tucks Mr. president into bed
do the not realize he has a big head
who takes care of his hair
caged fury
in such a hurry
the magic is in the pudding
does he know what hell he his doing
he jumps through loop holes looking through peep holes
TMZ catches his rug by disguise
one word to the wise
get a transplant my friend
we can see your head with the magical wave
oh act your age
Mr. Trump what hump
you have taken us by surprise
doesn't anybody realize
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