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...