She asked him why Why I'm hairy guy I'm hairy noon and nighty-night night My hair is a fright
I'm hairy high and low But don't ask me why Cause he don't know It's not for lack of bread Like the Grateful Dead, darling
Gimme head with hair Long beautiful hair Shining, gleaming Streaming, flaxen, waxen
Give me down to there hair Shoulder length or longer hair Here baby, there mama Everywhere daddy daddy, hair
Grow it, show it Long as I can grow it, my hair
I can let it fly in the breeze And get caught in the trees Give a home for the fleas in my hair
A home for fleas A hive for the buzzing bees A nest for birds There ain't no words for the beauty The splendor, the wonder of my hair
Grow it, show it Long as I can grow it, my hair
I want it long Straight and curly, fuzzy Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty Oily, greasy, fleecy Shining, steaming, gleaming Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted Twisted, beaded, braided Powdered, flowered, and confettied Mangled, tangled, spangled And spaghetti!
Oh say can you see My eyes if you can Then my hair's too short
Down to here, down to there Down to there, down to where It stops by itself Don't never have to cut Cause it stops by itselfTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
