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Lyrics Christian VeggieTales - The Hairbrush Song

Our curtain opens as Larry, having just finished his morning
Bath, is searching for his
Hairbrush. Having no success, Larry cries out
Oh, where is my hairbrush?
Oh where is my hairbrush?
Oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh, where,
Oh, where, oh, where, oh, where, oh,
Where oh, where ...
Is my hairbrush?"

Having heard his cry, Pa Grape enters the scene.
Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Larry in a towel
Pa regains his composure and reports
I think I saw a hairbrush back there!

Back there is my hairbrush.
Back there is my hairbrush.
Back there, back there, oh, where, back there,
Oh, where, oh, where, back there, back there, back there ...
Is my hairbrush?
Having heard his joyous proclamation,
Junior Asparagus enters the scene.
Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Larry in a towel

Junior regains his composure and comments
Why do you need a hairbrush?
You don't have any hair!
Larry is taken aback.
The thought had never occured to him.
No hair? What would this mean?
What will become of him?

What will become of his hairbrush? Larry wonders ...
No hair for my hairbrush.
No hair for my hairbrush.
No hair, no hair, no where, no hair,
No hair, no hair, no where back there, no hair
For my hairbrush

Having heard his wonderings, Bob the Tomato enters the scene.
Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Larry in a towel
Bob regains his composure and confesses
Larry, that old hairbrush of yours...
Well, you never use it, you don't really need it.
So, well, I'm sorry ... I didn't know.
But I gave it to the Peach - 'cause he's got hair!

Feeling a deep sense of loss, Larry stumbles back and laments
Not fair! Oh, my hairbrush.
Not fair! My poor hairbrush.
Not fair, not fair, no hair, not fair,
No where, no hair, not fair, not fair, not fair!
My little hairbrush!

Having heard his lament, the Peach enters the scene.
Himself in a towel, both Larry and the Peach are shocked and slightly
Embarrassed at the sight of each other.
But recognizing Larry's generosity, the Peach is thankful
Thanks for the hairbrush
Yes, good has been done here.
The Peach exits the scene.
Larry smiles, but,

Still feeling an emotional attachment for the hairbrush, calls out
Take care of my hairbrush.
Take care, oh my hairbrush.
Take care, take care, don't dare not care.
Take care. Nice hair. No fair.
Take care, take care
... of my hairbrush.
The end!