Laying here, looking at the greeter
Someone lays a coupon on my chest
Ovaltine is flowing down my fingers
Nair is flowing down from the rack

I try to fix my hair but there's no feeling
And when I brush, I find there's nothing there
The cart beside me stopped its squeaky wheeling
The purse I knew is smudged beyond repair

I remember
I was shopping along, and hit a display of Nair
I remember
I was shopping along, and hit a display of Nair

Then I look, at the store director
His face, is filled with hollow glee
He bends and makes a bright announcement
He says, "Your groceries are free"

I remember
I was shopping along, and hit a display of Nair
I remember
I was shopping along, and hit a display of Nair

Change, is rolling out my pockets
Hair is falling out of my scalp
My blouse is drenched with goop where I'm lying
God in Heaven, will these stains come out

I remember
I was shopping along, and hit a display of Nair
I remember
I was shopping along, and hit a display of Nair