People ask me everywhere
Is that really all your hair
I just tell 'em, If it ain't
Then it sure don't mean
That now I can't
I just don't believe it's fair
To judge a girl
by the length of her hair
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Take two words like hip
and square
The truth will shine
and not your hair
Even the blind can almost see
What's outside you and inside me
Down or high, truth or lie
A weak girl's laugh can be
A strong girl's cry
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Black or blond or nappy or fair
You can't judge nobody by hair
If I thought that you would care
I'd wear a wig up under my hair
Down or high, truth or lie
A weak girl's laugh can be
A strong girl's cry