Hair sing and play along

She asks me why, I'm just a hairy guy.

I'm hairy noon and night, Hair that's a fright.

I'm hairy high and low, Don't ask me why,

don't know.

It's not for lack of bread,

Like the Grateful Dead.

Darlin', give me a head with hair,

Long beautiful hair,

Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen, Give me down to there hair,

Shoulder length or longer, Here, baby,

there, momma, ev'rywhere, daddy, daddy.

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair,

hair, hair.

Flow it, show it,

long as God can grow it,

my hair.

Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees,

Give a home to the fleas in my hair,

A home for fleas, (yeah) a hive for bees,

(yeah) a nest for birds, There ain't no words for the beauty,

the splendor, the wonder of my Hair,

hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair hair.

Flow it, show it,

long as God can grow it,

my hair.

I want it long, straight, curly,

fuzzy, snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty, oily,

greasy, fleecy, shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen,

waxen, knotted, polka dotted,

Twisted, beaded, braided,

powdered, flowered and confettied, bangled, tangled,

spangled and spaghettied.

They'll be ga ga at the go go when they see me in my toga,

My toga made of blond, brilliantined,

biblical hair.

My hair like Jesus wore it,

Hallelujah, I adore it, Hallelujah;

Mary loved her son, why don't my mother love me?

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair,

hair, hair.

Flow it, show it,

long as God can grow it,

my hair.

Flow it, show it,

long as God can grow it,

my hair.

Flow it, show it,

long as God can grow it,

my hair.