Back when my hair was short
I was a wiser sport
Four pointed shoes and pegged pants
Drank âtil my eyes were red
Hid Playboy âneath my bed
Slicked my D.A. for the dance
When you dance
When you dance
Back when my hair was short
I met some friends in court
For stealing hubcaps from cars
Chain smoking under the stars
Played all night pinball in bars
And dreamed about love
We were experts on love
We talked our way all around it
And even if we had found it
We couldn't respond
Slowly I changed my ways
College and long haired days
Seeing three concerts a week
An honest to God hippie freak
Too busy eating to sleep
Except about love
We held rallies for love
But no one knew what they stood for
How many months were they good for
The meaning is gone
Soon when my hair is short
I'll make full report
Of how I came back alive
And what it takes to survive
Ringing the truth out of jive
I'll tell you of love
More than ever it's love
No lack of faith undermines it
âCause it's the hope that we'll find it
That makes us go on
Back when my hair was short
I was a wiser sport
Holding beer parties âtil three
College appealed to me
Aesop's philosophy