Of course, of course, of course I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Oh, that ever

I am my hair, I am my hair Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair I've had enough, this is my prayer That I'll die living just as free as my hair I'm as free as my hair I just wanna be myself Free as my hair, hair, hair Hair, hair, hair (Uh huh, uh huh)

On a balcony over the sun In a chair by the rail, high above everyone Like the tan on my skin, our names in the sand Girl you, faded away We made love as the waves rolled in And we owned that town for one weekend Like the sound of the boat Starting up,

With a whisper tonight (tell me right now) These thoughts that no one else should hear Cut through my lips, dance in your ear Till light (lay me on down) Comes burnin' through that window pane Your hair's painting that pillow case Answer me baby with

This I gotta see. Her hair's still wet from her bath, She's sitting on her front porch with a glass, Of iced tea, In my sweatshirt, And her bare feet, If I hurry I can catch, The colors on her skin from that sunset, And her face,

I've been sitting on the charts like a beach chair My last album, spent 52 weeks there Almost finished with the second, you should be scared Storms coming you should go inside and prepare No shortcuts, it ain't no cheats there I brought the whole city

I'm on your street, they all cry to me I'm gonna tangle my face hair, it's gonna tickle your daughter Three o'clock and the moaning, they all cry to me, I'll be prancin' around in my high heels, and your cherry red lipstick, Look out your window I'm on

Great big love Sweeping across the sky Evening sun slants across the road Painting everything with gold I'm headed for home, got a woman there I can barely wait to hold Got wind in my hair, got the heat inside Heart jumping up and down An empty head and

I love my man I'm a liar if I say I don't Ever since I've been your babe I ain't good looking And my hair ain't curled But I'll quit my man I'm a liar if I say I won't I've been your slave, baby I've been your slave

Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine My funny valentine Sweet, comic valentine