💃✂️✨ Imagine this: a smoky Havana bar at midnight, the bongos are hot, the trumpets are hotter — and in the middle of it all, a blonde hairdresser with scissors sharper than her love life. Welcome to the most dangerous salon in Latin Jazz history.

This isn’t just a haircut. It’s a bolero of obsession, a cha-cha of unrequited love, a mambo of madness. Every “click click click” of the scissors swings like claves, every “snip snip snip” dances like congas. The poor guy in the chair? He just wanted a trim. Instead, he got a full Latin Jazz opera where every strand of hair falls to the floor like broken promises.

So lean back, sip your mojito, and let the rhythm cut you deep. Just… don’t fall in love with your stylist. She charges extra for heartbreak.

Lyrics:

Every time you take this chair,
I breathe you in, I touch your hair.
My hands are trembling, steel so near,
But you don’t see me standing here.

You close your eyes, you never speak,
A silent wall, week after week.
I cut your crown, I trace your skin,
I beg for love you won’t let in.

Click click click — clack clack clack,
Hair falls down but you don’t look back.
I cut in love, I cut in pain,
You walk away, I stay insane.
Snip snip snip — chop chop chop,
My beating heart, it just won’t stop.
I give my soul with every line,
But you just pay and leave me blind.

I dream you’ll turn, I dream you’ll stay,
But you just smile, then fade away.
Your cold goodbye, my burning crime,
I cut your hair, I cut my time.

Each little strand, a piece of me,
Falling down so endlessly.
I try to shine, I try to glow,
But you just leave — you’ll never know.

Click click click — clack clack clack,
Hair falls down but you don’t look back.
I cut in love, I cut in pain,
You walk away, I stay insane.
Snip snip snip — chop chop chop,
My beating heart, it just won’t stop.
I give my soul with every line,
But you just pay and leave me blind.

One day these hands might slip too deep,
One day the secret I will keep.
I cut your hair, but not enough,
I wanted love — I gave you love.

Click click click — clack clack clack,
Broken heart on a salon track.
I cut in love, I cut in pain,
You walk away, I stay insane.
Snip snip snip — chop chop chop,
I fall apart, I never stop.
Your perfect head, my perfect crime,
And still you leave, like every time.

Click (Latin Jazz Version)

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