Album: The Bitch Is Black
Thank you, thank you
We’re getting ready to let our hair down, y’all
Fee, fi, fo, fum
Gonna sing funky music 'til my day is done
Now fee, fi, fo, fum
I’m gonna sing funky music for you all night long
Oh, let your hair down
Get up and let your reputation you out
Let your hair down (Mr. Businessman, let it down)
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
Mr. Businessman you’re always on the go You’ve made your fortune yet you’re working harder than ever before
All those pills you’re taking daily will never see you through
'Cause none of them are prescribed for what’s really ailing you
It don’t take no doctor long to see what you got
Your life has turned into one great big knot
Let your hair down (Doctor)
Get up and let your reputation you out
Whoa, let your hair down (Mr. Businessman, let it down)
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
Whoa, let me for ya Oh, take this record in your room
Lock the door and get some groove
Let it down
Let it, let it all the way down, y’all
All you got to do is let the music take your mind
Show your partner that anything they can do, you can do better
Well, well, well
This is the part of the song where the horns take the throne
Let your hair down
People, get up, get up Get up and let your reputation you out
Come on let your hair down
You can take it off, you can do whatever you want with it You know that all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
Why don’t you let your hair down?
Let it down, let it down
Let it all the way down
Oh, thank you, thank you
We love you
Thank you
Woah, thank you