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...