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Silken hair, more silken hair
Fell on her face and no wind was blowin'
(She's goin' bald)
Silken hair, more silken hair
Lay near her pillbox, down at her feet
(She'd been on a trip)
I peeked in and when I saw
She'd lost her hair, I thought I would keel
(She's goin' bald)
When she saw her shining forehead
Didn't stop, she swooned to the ground
(Really flipped her wig)
Laughed so hard, I blew my mind
I blew my cool, I blew myself over
What a blow
Yeah, a blow
What a blow
Yeah, a blow
What a blow
She drew her comb across her scalp
And brushed what she had left
I tried to salvage what I could
And threw it in a sack
She made a beeline to her room
And grabbed all kind of juice
She started pourin' it on her head
And thought it'd grow it back
You're too late, mama
Ain't nothin' upside your head
No more, no more, no more, no more
Upside your head
You're too late, mama
Ain't nothin' upside your head
No more, no more, no more, no more
Upside your head
You're too late, mama
Ain't nothin' upside your head
No more, no more, no more, no more
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