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She asks me why I'm just a hairy guy |
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I'm hairy noon and night hair that's a fright |
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I'm hairy high and low, don't ask me why, don't know |
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It's not for lack of bread like the Grateful Dead, darling |
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Gimme head with hair |
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Long beautiful hair |
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Shining, gleaming |
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Streaming, flaxen, waxen |
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Give me down to there hair |
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Shoulder length or longer |
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Here baby, there mama |
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Everywhere daddy daddy |
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Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair |
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Flow it, show it |
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Long as God can grow it |
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My hair |
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Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees |
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Give a home to the fleas in my hair |
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A home for fleas, a hive for bees, a nest for birds |
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There ain't no words for the beauty, the splendor, the wonder of my |
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Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair |
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Flow it, show it |
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Long as God can grow it |
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My hair |
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I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy |
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Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty |
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Oily, greasy, fleecy, shining |
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Gleaming, streaming, flaxen, waxen |
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Knotted, polka-dotted |
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Twisted, beaded, braided |
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Powdered, flowered, and confettied |
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Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied |
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Oh say, can you see my eyes? |
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If you can then my hair's too short? |
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Down to here |
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Down to there |
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Down to where |
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It stops by itself |
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They'll be ga ga at the go go |
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When they see me in my toga |
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My toga made of blond |
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Brilliantined, Biblical hair |
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My hair like Jesus wore it |
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Hallelujah, I adore it |
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Hallelujah, Mary loved her son |
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Why don't my mother love me? |
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Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair |
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Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it |
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My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair |
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Flow it, show it, long as God can grow it |
