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...