Short-haired Woman Songtext
von R.L. Burnside

Tell ′em I ain't hearin′

You don't want no woman
People's ever hair ain′t no longer than mine
I don′t want no woman
People's ever hair ain′t no longer than mine

Yeah, you know she ain't good for nothin′ but trouble
That keep you buyin' rats all the time


Yeah, now I took my wife to the hairdresser
And this what the woman said
"I realize I can′t dress the woman's hair
God knows I can grease her head"
And I told her, "No"

If her hair ain't no longer than mine
Yeah, you know she ain′t no good for nothin′ but trouble
That keep you buyin' rats all the time

Yeah, now I took my girlfriend out one night
Said "Baby let′s have some fun"
Throwed mama 'round the neck and a rat fell out her head
Like one from a burnin′ down barn
You know I don't

If her hair ain′t no longer than mine
Yeah, you know she ain't no good for nothin' but trouble
That keep you buyin′ rats all the time