Hair

Whenever I’m dressed cool my parents put up a fight (uh huh uh huh) 
And if I’m hot shot mom will cut my hair at night (uh huh uh huh)
And in the morning I’m short of my identity (uh huh uh huh)  
I scream mom and dad why can’t I be who I want to be? (Uhhuhuhhuh)
To be

I just wanna be myself and I want you to love
Me for who Iam
I just wanna be myself and I want you to know  
I am my hair 

I’ve had enough 
This is my prayer 
That I’ll die livin’ just as free as my hair
I’ve had enough 
This is my prayer 
That I’ll die livin’ just as free as my hair 
I’ve had enough 
I’m not a freak 
I just keep fightin’ to stay cool on these streets 

I’ve had enough, enough, enough 
And this is my prayer 
I swear 
I’m as free as my hair 
Oh oh-oh 
Oh oh-oh 
Free as my hair 
Oh oh-oh 
Oh oh-oh 
I am my hair 
Oh oh-oh 
Oh oh-oh 
I am my hair 
Oh oh-oh 
Oh oh-oh 
Free as my hai-ai –ai –ai –ai –ai –r 
Free as my hai-ai –ai –ai –ai –ai –r 
Free as my hai-ai –ai –ai –ai –ai–r 
Free as my hai-ai –ai –ai –ai –ai –r 

Sometimes I want some raccoon or red highlights 
Just because I want my friends to think I’m dynamite 
And on Friday rock city high school dance 
I’ve got my bangs to hide that I don’t stand a chance 
A chance 

I just want to be free 
I just want to be me 
And I want lots of friends that invite me to their parties 
I don’t want to change 
And I don’t want to be ashamed 
I’m the spirit of my hair 
It’s all the glory that I bear I’m my hair, I am my hair 
I’m my hair, I am my hair 
I am my hair, I am my hair 
I am my hair 
It’s all the glory that I bear