El Peluquero

GOTTA SEE HOW MUCH PEOPLE IN MY HOOD LOVE ME. THE BREAD MAN
GIVES ME CREDIT FOR BREAD EVERY MORNING, WARM AND FRESH. ALL THE GIRLS
ARE IN LOVE WITH ME, AND SOME BOYS, TOO, ARE
IN LOVE WITH ME. THE GREENGROCER LETS ME TOUCH HER MELONS.
THE GAS MAN FILLS MY LIGHTER WITH GAS, EVERY MORNING, WITH
GAS, AND I TALK TO EVERYONE. I TALK TO THE HOODLUMS,
I TALK TO MY MOTHER-IN-LAW WHO ALSO LIVES IN MY HOOD, I TALK
EVEN TO THE DOGS, IN FACT, I TALK EVEN TO THE COPS,
BUT THERE'S A GUY...
THE BARBER FROM MY HOOD HAS ME WANTED, SURELY
THE DAY HE CATCHES ME, HE'S GONNA DO SOMETHING CRAZY WITH ME.
EVERY MORNING HE WAITS FOR ME AT MY DOOR WITH HIS HANDS
FULL OF SCISSORS, AND I HAVE TO RUN AWAY, BECAUSE EVERY
NIGHT HE DREAMS OF CUTTING MY HAIR AND HANGING IT ON THE WALL,
AND EVER SINCE I WAS A KID, I WOULD STEAL THE MAGAZINES
FROM THE BARBERSHOP. AND FROM THE DOOR HE WOULD YELL 'I'M GONNA LEAVE YOU BALD
LIKE A CUE BALL', AND I WOULD SAY 'YOU'RE GONNA LEAVE MY HEAD
BALD, YOU KNOW'...