Chorus
             C                  Em
My hair goes up.  My hair goes down
             Am                F
My hair goes up. My hair goes down
             C                 Em
My hair goes up. My hair goes down
          Am                               
Down(up) Down(up) Down(up) Down(up)

Verse 1
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My hair flows. Like a waterfall over a cliff that is my face.
C             Em           Am
My hair goes, heaven bound dirty blonde rockets into space.

C                   Em
My hair conceals my elf ears
Am                     F
They are a little bit embarrassing

C                  Em                         Am                  F
With hair is high, Im 6 foot nine making me a giant, technically speaking.
            C                 Em                        Am
Well I can shake my hair and generate enough breeze to locomote a toy sail 
F
boat.                                                       

C                         Em
I would need no broom to sweep this room 
            Am                       F
If someone spilled honey bunches of oats.


Chorus
             C                  Em
My hair goes up.  My hair goes down
             Am                F
My hair goes up. My hair goes down
              C               Em
My hair goes up. My hair goes down
          Am                               
Down(up) Down(up) Down(up) Down(up)



Verse 2
C             Em
My hair pwns gravity 
Am                         F
It makes Sir Isaac Newton question himself.
C              Em              Am
My hair looks rustic like Ive draped my head with a beaver pelt
 
C                      Em               Am              F
A momma bird lay some eggs up there; I didnt mind that much.
C                                     Em                   Am
She raised them in my quaff til them birdies flew off, and we still keep in 
F
touch.

C                       Em                  Am          F
I bet you didnt see my switch blade, or my iPad, or my chia tea
C                              Em
And with a little more growth, you want even know
Am                       F
I got a full size baby. A full size baby?
G                       C
Yah! Im gonna name him Ricky.
                                                                             

           Em                 Am               F
After your dad. Nope! I just always wanted to name a kid Ricky.
C                         Em                          
I would call him Richard, but Im probably being picky
    Am           F           C
And why are you hiding a kid anyway?!
Em                        Am            F
Well its actually just a robotic baby
What were we talking about?


Chorus
               C                  Em
Your hair goes up. Your hair goes down
               Am                              
Your hair goes up. Your hair goes 


Bridge

C                               Em                              Am
We interrupt the chorus of this song to bring you an important message:
                        F
There are many weighty decisions you must make in a life
      C                                Em
Like: who youre gonna marry. What you gonna do for a living
Am                 F
Boxers or briefs. Or commando

                    C
And, listen, youre gonna make mistakes
           Em                          Am
You might invest your life savings in dehydrated water,
    F                                C
You might forget whether prohibited means you can do it or you cant do it
                 Am                         F
You might ask a non-pregnant woman if shes pregnant.
          C
Thats ok youll recover

               Em                Am        F
But just make sure you get this one, most important, course-of-your-
C             Em           Am    F
life-altering choice, right.


Chorus
                  C
Does your hair go up?
               Em                Am              C
Or does it go down(up) down(up) down(up) down