Silken hair, more silken hair Fell on her face and no wind was blowin' (She's goin' bald)
Silken hair, more silken hair Lay near her pillbox down at her feet (She'd been on a trip)
I peeked in and when I saw she'd Lost her hair I thought I would keel (she's goin' bald) When she saw her shining forehead Didn'ts top she swooned to the ground (Really flipped her wig)
Laughed so hard I Blew my mind I blew my cool I blew myself over
Oh oh oh oh oh oh Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na What a blow
She drew her comb acrost her scalp And brushed what she had left I tried to salvage what I could And threw it in a sack She made a b-line to her room And grabbed all kind o' juice She started pourin' it on her head And thought it'd grow it back Ah ha haaaaaa
You're too late mama Ain't nothin' upside your head No more no more no more no more
Upside your head
Too late mama Ain't nothin' upside your head No more no more no more no more
Upside
Upside your head
You're too late mama Ain't nothin' upside your head No more no more no more no more (What about it, dude?)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
