COMMITTING
HAIRY CARRIE
(To the tune of Camp Grenada)
Dearest Carrie, lovely Carrie
We must tell you, your hair’s scary!
Gets more frightening, by the minute
Gee you’ve had so many different colors in it.
It was dark blond, past the shoulder
But is changed as, you got older
Gradually shorter, you kept chopping
Ever since it seems there’s really been no stopping.
Oh my goodness, you’ve gone platinum!
Where the heck did, that style come from?
But your eyebrows, never changing
Stay as dark brown throughout all the re-arranging.
A new haircut, mushroom styled
But you kept on, got more wild.
Messy, scraggly - should be easy
But we know that it ain’t easy bein’ cheesy (inside joke)
Can’t believe it, there’s a skunk stripe
What’s the deal with, all this hair hype?
We’ve seen whale spurts - pins sporadic
Don’t you think you’re being a little bit dramatic?
(chorus)
Car-rie, please - oh listen to us
Won’t you please - get rid of that muss?
All it takes, is grooming and some style,
A brush, a comb for just a while….
Car-rie, please - it’s for your own good
Can’t you see - a nicer ‘do’ would
Help attract, that gorgeous Dr. Mike,
And there’d, be nothing not to like….
(back to verse)
Wait a minute, now you’re brunette
Carrie really, please don’t ruin it!
Now it’s brown like, a mud puddle
All these changes could be just a bit more subtle.
So what’s left now, maybe redhead?
Maybe black hair, or bald-headed
Gosh I can’t look - it’s too scary
Once again she has committed Hairy Carrie!
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