Hair!

I was told that when I copycatted my own thread the other day, that was a big no-no. I am sorry, I will NEVER do it again, and to make up for the two threads I stole, I am posting this! By my count, there are at least 35 copycats that can be made from it. Have at it!


.......... besides, I like hair....:evilgrin:

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 break
Like the Grateful Dead
Darling

Gimme head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy

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
A hive for bees
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
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, streaming
Flaxen, waxen
Knotted, polka-dotted
Twisted, beaded, braided
Powdered, flowered, and confettied
Bangled, tangled, spangled, 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

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
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

Almost cut my hair,
it happened just the other day.
It's getting’ kinda long,
I coulda said it wasn't in my way.
But I didn't and I wonder why,
I feel like letting my freak flag fly,
cause I feel like I owe it to someone.

Must be because I had the flu' for Christmas
and I'm not feeling up to par.
It increases my paranoia,
like looking at my mirror and seeing a police car.
But I'm not giving in an inch to fear
cause I missed myself this year.
I feel like I owe it to someone.

When I finally get myself together,
I'm going to get down in that sunny southern weather.
And I find a place inside to laugh,
separate the wheat from the chaff.
I feel like I owe it to someone.