Still Not Ginger

New teeth, that's weird,
Give me a minute to get my mouth in gear,
Just wanna check that everything still works.

Legs!
Still got legs,
And there's life in this old horse yet,
And I know there's going to be an awful lot of running to do.

Geronimo!

Head, shoulders, knees and toes,
Don't talk about that nose,
And what a chin!
I think that's everything,
I'm good as new...

But still not ginger.
New mouth, new rules,
Brand new me, but I'm no fool,
I gotta get some food inside me,
I'm still cooking.

Apples!
No, apples are rubbish,
I hate apples, let's try something Scottish,
Fried, but not evil beans,
Are you trying to make a zombie of me?
Now what's this?
Fish fingers and mustard?
I've got a feeling it'd be better with custard.

(The worst part is that it's actually kind of tasty... Allons-y! )

Head, shoulders, knees and toes,
Don't think about that nose,
And what a chin!
I think that's everything,
I'm good as new...

But still not ginger.