Silken hair, oh silken hair
Fell on her face and no wind was blowing
Silken hair, oh silken hair
Laid near her pill box 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 tell her
When she saw her shiny forehead
Didn't stop, she swooned to the ground
Really flipped her wig
Out so hard I blew my mind
I blew my cool and blew myself over, over, over, over, over
Sha-na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na, na
Yeah, blow
Sha-na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na, na
Let it blow
Sha -na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na, na
Let it blow
Sha-na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na, na
Let it blow
Sha-na-na, na-na, na-na-na-na, na
Let it blow
She drew a 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 pouring it on her head and thought it'd grow it back
Ah!
You're too late, momma
Ain't nothing upside your head
No more, no more, no more, no more
Upside your head
Too late, momma
Ain't nothing upside your head
No more, no more, no more, no more
Upside your head
You're too late, momma
Ain't nothing upside your head
No more, no more, no more, no more