my hair goes...

my hair goes up

my hair goes down

my hair goes up

my hair goes down

my hair goes up

my hair goes down

down down down down

my hair flows like a waterfall

over a cliff that is my face

my hair goes heaven-bound

dirty blonde rockets into space

mmmm-my hair conceals my elf ears

they are a little bit embarrassing

well with hair this high

i'm 6 foot 9

making me a giant technically speaking

well

i can shake my hair and generate enough breeze

to locomote a toy sailboat

i would need no broom to sweep this room

if someone spilled honey bunches of oats

'cause my hair goes up

my hair goes down

my hair goes up

my hair goes down

my hair goes up

my hair goes down

down down down down

my hair owns gravity

it makes sir isaac newton question himself

my hair looks rustic

like i've draped my head with a beaver pelt

mmmma mama bird laid some eggs up there

i didn't mind that much

she raised 'em in my quaff 'til them birdies flew off

and we still keep in touch

i bet you didn't see my switch blade

or my ipad

or my chai tea

and with a little more growth

you won't even know

i've got a full-sized baby

yeah

i'm gonna name him ricky

after your dad!"