Redhair

People think they know me
They think they know my hair
They think my name is ginger
Shouting "Hey carrot top over there"

Somethings they say are okay
Some names are just not nice
But my real name is Ally
Easier to say than ginger spice

Do the drapes match the curtain?
You won't find out speaking like that
Oh here's the redhead temper
The one everyone is talking about

It takes a real man to handle this
A firecracker between the sheets
If you're not man enough
Then things for you'll be tough

Remember we don't have souls
We're coming for you all
Many a man walks chest empty
Evidence of a redhead victory

Burnt at the stake these bitches
Redheads accused of being witches
Working their magic on poor mortal men
Foolish men, Oh how I pity them

Conceived from dirty bloody sex
My mother accused of being a wench
Whose the father give your child's hair reason
Her fidelity questioned accused of adulterous treason

Bury us in an unmarked grave
We burn on a hot summers day
Sign of evil is blood red hair
Vampire's risen from our crypt lairs

Many a copper
A great leader
Kings and queens
History glittered with these

Deadly fighters and warriors
Redheads are wise protectors
Hearts full of passion
Red heated reaction

We cannot hide out of sight
I was shy and I did try
So accept us into society
Don't sacrifice us to your deity

The Ozzie's call us bluey or blue
I don't know why but they do
I don't like ginga, it sounds like nigga
Always said in an aggressive manner

All these colours to describe my hair right
Strawberry blonde if the gingers light
Red or auburn if it's a darker shade
Amber or orange I've heard them say

People always remember me
The girl with red hair
They say I look like everyone they see
Everyone with red hair

Annie, Bianca I don't look like them
Redheads don't know everyone
We're rarely related its a recessive gene
You could have ginger kids, I'm not related to them

Really I am just like any other girl
Any other girl living round the world
So treat me please like any other
With respect like you would your mother

You might think you know me
You might 'think' you know my hair
But it takes another redhead
To really understand this DNA