in search of the perfect shampoo

i've squandered love as i've wandered

lover to lover untrue

cut flowers pink tile showers

women i've counted like coups

been in search of the perfect shampoo

you thrilled me

walked right up to me

my follicles prayed it was true

don't panic

we're pure organic

no more medicated goo

now i've found me the perfect shampoo

and it's you

so rub-a-dub

dub dub

just you me in the tub

gonna suds away all our troubles

in a million low ph bubbles

hey

daddy

how come you had me?

where mamas pajamas see-through?

you look great

dad

in your p-38

dad

were you in love or just blue

or in search of the perfect shampoo?