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't stop 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

Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na

What a blow

Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na

What a blow

Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na

What a blow

Sha na na, sha na na



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?)