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 talk about that nose, 
And what a chin! 
I think that's everything, 
I'm good as new... 

But still not ginger