So Rudolph made an appearance
Or so you'd think
Judging by the spot upon my forehead

All week in the dusk and nothing to fettle my beauty
Oh no
Till today

Planes tried to land on me
Cars stopped as I walked on by
And my mirror drooled awaiting its feed of white  

My head had a new head
Potion lotion fail
And I had turned into a fine shade of a red Umpa Lumpa

Squeeze it
Push it
Pop it good

Santa has a new hood ......