Toupee or not toupee

That is the question

It refused to stay as it all turned grey

William Shakespeare's receding hair

Please excuse the pun

'It's hair today gone tomorrow'

So be thankful

For what precious locks you have

Toupee or not toupee

That is the question

And by the way

I just gotta say

Thank the Lord I'm not going bald

And if I may quip

My curls and I

Are just like heaven

'Cause rest assured

There'll be no parting there

But should my head get bare like Friar Tuck

（Our chase to swallow）

It makes me smile

'Cause I know just what I'd do

Yeah if I had more wigs than I knew what to do with

I'd open a secondhand store

And if you ever went bald

You'd recall it

'Cause I'd cleverly call it

'Rugs From Me To You