she asks him why

why i'm a hairy guy

i'm hairy noon and nighty night night

my hair is a fright

i'm hairy high and low

don't ask me why

coz he don't know

it's not for lack of bread

like the grateful dead darling



gimme a head with hair

long beautiful hair

shining streaming gleaming flaxen waxen

won't you give me it down to there

shoulder length or longer

here baby there daddy everywhere mama mommy

hair

flow it show it long as i can grow it my hair



let it fly in the breeze

and get caught in the trees

a home to the fleas in my hair

a home for fleas a hive for bees

a nest for birds there ain't no words

for the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my hair



i want it long straight curly fuzzy

shaggy snaggy ratty matty

oily greasy fleecy shining

gleaming streaming flaxen waxen

knotted polka-dotted

twisted beaded braided

powdered flowered and confettied

tangled spangled mangled and spaghettied



oh say can you see my eyes if you can

then my hair's too short



down to here down to there down to where it stops by itself

you never have to cut it it stops by itself...