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Time: 2:15 Irving Music, Inc. BMI Master #57941 Brian Wilson, Mike Love, Van Dyke Parks 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 Oh oh oh oh oh oh SongtexteSha na na, sha na na na na na na na na What a blow Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na What a blow Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na What a blow Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na What a blow Sha na na, sha na na 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?) Aus Songtexte Mania