Text: Devendra Banhart. Long Haired Child.

Maybe when it's day, it's cold, and I know for certain
When I go outside and my head started hurtin'
It's a winter's day and I know for certain
When I go outside my head starts hurtin'

So I wrap it up in materials, keep my hair from getting cold
I'll wrap it up in materials to, keep my hair from getting cold
And I said tell my friends when I have kids
Yeah, I said tell my friends when I have kids

I'm gonna want that child to be a long-haired child
I'm gonna want that child to be a long-haired child
I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child
I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child

When I go outside to mingle in the snow
My head looked like a globe ain't no hair on it at all
Do I buy a wig should I grow my beard
And comb it upwards and around my ears

Well, I can't wait for the kids to come
I can't wait for the kids to come
Say hey babe you no go no barbershop
?Cause I want, yeah I want, I know for certain

I want the child to be a long-haired child
I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child
I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child
I'm gonna want the child to be a long-haired child

That's for sure, yeah, baby that's for sure when the snow it hits my temple
I want to rush home put on the kettle now
And warm my little brain and bald head
I'm too cold to know if I'm alive or dead

But when my baby slips out my mama's womb
When my baby slips out my mama's womb
We're gonna enter a new life, enter a new life, that's for sure
You're gonna enter your self back through your baby's front door

Now if you want that baby to be a long-haired child
You're gonna make that baby be a long-haired child that's for sure
Baby, baby, that's for sure

Shoobop shoobop, shoobop shoobop
Shoobop shoobop, shoobop shoobop
Shoobop shoobop, shoobop shoobop
Shoobop shoobop, shoobop shoobop