I've Got My Hair Up In Her Hairstyle Poem by Mark Heathcote

I've got my hair up in her hairstyle
In a bun, Amy Winehouse I'll to beguile
With a Pinks swing out; trapeze style
I'll live my life hard, treat all men vile.

Oh I've got my hair up in her hairstyle
Oh hello, hello ….watch my shadow
Sparkle in the snow…

Look at them snow angels swoon
Fall to their knees before the sun goes down
And the full moon is found.

I've got my hair up in her hairstyle
In a bun, Amy Winehouse I'll to beguile
With a Pinks swing out; trapeze style
I'll live my life hard, treat all men vile.

Now come on weak men show me some spine
You never know what'll happen
If you don't try to make me smile.

Oh, bring on the stars
Unroll that red carpet
And watch me step-out of black limo cars.

Oh, I must be on methadone!
Ooh, what it's like to dream alone
Oh, I must be dreaming again
Oh, I must be dreaming again.