| You don’t need a baby
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| You need to go crazy
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| You need to meet god
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| Put it in a painting
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| A picture of it raining, a symbol of us
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| Double double dare
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| You pissed off your parents
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| Now your car
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| Gonna take care
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| It’s yours, not our hair
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| And so we have fun
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| These voices attacking my head
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| Distracting me from what I knew I should have said
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| But I got a shred of dedication
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| Maybe some desperation
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| We’re all having fun
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| Hack, slash, braid and cut
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| Twist, curl and tease the tuft
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| Blow it out and spray the stuff
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| Slick it back and fluff it up
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| Hair song
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| It’s a great one to get ready to
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| Have your friend do your make up fool
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| Catch up with a dear loved one
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| You can make it hard or you can make it fun
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| Blow it up, blow it up now
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| Grow it up, grow it up
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| Forget what they say about me
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| I’m in here where they can’t touch me
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| Right now ain’t no one above me
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| All my faithful children love me
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| Will I leave my woes behind?
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| Where I go to burn my time
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| It’s the brightest I can shine
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| In this world I breathe divine
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| You don’t need a baby
|
| You need to go crazy
|
| You need to meet god
|
| Put it in a painting
|
| A picture of it raining, a symbol of us
|
| Double double dare
|
| You pissed off your parents
|
| Now your car
|
| Gonna take care
|
| It’s yours, not our hair
|
| So we have fun
|
| Hack, slash, braid and cut
|
| Twist, curl and tease the tuft
|
| Blow it out and spray the stuff
|
| Slick it back and fluff it up
|
| Hair song
|
| It’s a great one to get ready to
|
| Have your friend do your make up fool
|
| Catch up with a dear loved one
|
| You can make it hard or you can make it fun |