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'ts top she swooned to the ground
   (Really flipped her wig)
  
   Laughed so hard I
   Blew my mind
   I blew my cool
   I blew myself over
  
   Oh oh oh oh oh oh
   Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
   What a blow
  
   She drew her comb acrost her scalp
   And brushed what she had left
   I tried to salvage what I could
   And threw it in a sack
   She made a b-line to her room
   And grabbed all kind o' juice
   She started pourin' it on her head
   And thought it'd grow it back
   Ah ha haaaaaa
  
   You're too late mama
   Ain't nothin' upside your head
   No more no more no more no more
  
   Upside your head
  
   Too late mama
   Ain't nothin' upside your head
   No more no more no more no more
  
   Upside
  
   Upside your head
  
   You're too late mama
   Ain't nothin' upside your head
   No more no more no more no more
   (What about it, dude?)