She lives in this little thing that I type into so madly
She is a dime store novel queen
Black as coal with hair of purple curl
She calls herself Jennifer but inside I think she's really Danny
She works at the local barbershop cutting hair for twenty dollars
Putting gel in people's hair is her calling
She smokes her cigarette as we talk the old man and this queen of barbers
I'm afraid to think of what she looks like without her makeup and her wig
So I won't I'll just imagine that her beauty is for real
Cause it really doesn't matter
She comes from Ethiopia her husband brought her here
To wash and clean his clothes and make his supper
He told her that he loved her while seeing someone else
Another woman in the apartment right above her
Now her kids are grown and she lives alone
In the midst of Prince George's County
This refugee with purple hair who cuts hair for twenty dollars
Everybody loves somebody sometime
And everybody has something to say
I wonder if she noticed that I didn't need a haircut
When I walked into the barber shop today
Robert
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