Letra de Hair Cutter - Animal Collective

I go to hair cutter
Third Friday Monthly
Sometimes she rush it
Oh, I wish she'd touch me
Hair colored, soft eyes
Drinks with her neighbor
And when she's feeling bad
Does things she wishes she wouldn't

And when I'm at home
I think of hair cutter
I do not mean to
You help me not to mean it
But there are sometimes
Things don't go like you want them to
You mean it?
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Hair cutter little
What was she feeling?
A spark of something
For a lovely customer
Hair cutter's sometimes
Better than her often
So she kept on working
And seeing my hair color

Hair cutter
My hair cutter

Yes
Yes