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 head with hair, long beautiful hair Shining, gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen Give me down to there hair, shoulder length or longer Here, baby, there, momma, everywhere, daddy, daddy
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, a hive for bees A nest for birds, there ain't no words For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my
Long as God can grow it, my hair
I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty Oily, greasy, fleecy, shining Gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen Knotted, polka dotted, twisted, beaded, braided Powdered, flowered and confettied Bangled, tangled, spangled and sphagettied
Oh say, can you see my eyes if you can
Down to here, down to there Down to where, down to where
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?