Let Your Hair Hang Down

Take a drum
And play it loud
Take a gears out
Let in the crowd

Take the partner
When she's drown
Find a corner
Fencing down

Let your hair hang down
Let your hair hang down

That's the high fact
And made you mad
Sweating bodies
But nothing's bad

By the morning
You feel ease
All is quiet
No-one's seeing

Let your hair hang down
Let your hair hang down.



Credits
Writer(s): Hawkes, Blakely, Westwood
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