Isn't it rich,
Look at them stare,
All because I'm wearing multi-colored hair
Isn't it time,
To spend a dime,
And decide to wear a beehive, who would dare,
To have my mother's hair,
What makes it look so hot,
If anybody has the style, well would you care,
To give it a shot, give it shot.
Night after night,
I say the same prayer,
In the morning I'll have orange and purple hair,
Gimme a break,
It's all I can take,
But the takin' is forsakin' Lovin' Care.
To have my mother's hair,
What makes it look so hot,
If anybody has the style, well would you care,
To give it a shot, give it shot,
And make people stare.

(Solo)

I'm in a band,
And don't understand,
Why on one hand does my hair just look so bland,
Give it some stars,
And add a few bars,
Then some rainbow-,
-colored dreadlocks,
And a La-Z-Boy chair,
And I'll have my Mother's hair
What makes it look so hot,
If everybody has the style, well would you care,
To give it a shot, give it a shot,
Only if you dare.