And they called him Nut,
He didn't want to get a haircut,
He was always crying "Boo ho, ho,
I don't want to look like you."
Mum used to beg him "Please, please, please",
Father was down on his knees,
"Your hair is a total wreck,
It is long down to your neck."
There was a little squirrel
And they called him Nut,
He didn't want to get a haircut,
He was always crying "Boo ho, ho,
I don't want to look like you."
This is how that story goes,
When his hair was down to his nose
And when he couldn't see anything
He said "Save me, please, from this hair thing."
There was a little squirrel
And they called him Nut,
He didn't want to get a haircut,
He was always crying "Boo ho, ho,
I don't want to look like you."
Mum used to beg him "Please, please, please",
Father was down on his knees,
"Your hair is a total wreck,
It is long down to your neck."
There was a little squirrel
And they called him Nut,
He didn't want to get a haircut,
He was always crying "Boo ho, ho,
I don't want to look like you."
After he got a haircut
Nobody ever called him "Nut",
Finally he got to see
"Nobody is as pretty as me."
There was a little squirrel
And they called him Nut,
He didn't want to get a haircut,
He was always crying "Boo ho, ho,
I don't want to look like you."
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