I have a friend named Ray
Who happens to be gay
He's a terrific guy
I'm gonna tell you why
Ray works as a hairstylist
In a high-end beauty salon
He got the job because a customer got pissed
As she was waited on
She wanted to change her hair color
To blonde from dingy grey
But the stylist who would do that
Quit the job that very day
The owner, she was frantic
Didn't want to lose a customer that way
Could somebody do something?
Could someone save the day?
Fortunately, in walks a guy
Who happened to be walking by
Who needed some hand lotion
When he heard all the commotion
He said 'I am a hairstylist
A hairstylist am I'
The owner said 'I have one question
And that is, could you dye?'
I'm sure you figured out by now
The guy who walked in was Ray
Ray said 'I must tell you that I live to dye
I'd love to dye each and every day!'
Of course, he was hired on the spot
The man who saved the day
Try to forget him, you cannot
What a guy!, my friend Ray