Lyrics:

Folks call me mister Cleanhead 'cause my head is bald on top

Folks call me mister Cleanhead 'cause my head is bald on top

And every week I save a dollar

When I walk by that barber shop



If it wasn't for you women I'd have my curly locks today

If it wasn't for you women I'd have my curly locks today

But I've been hugged kissed and petted

Till all my hair was rubbed away



When it starts to gettin' wetter

My head gets kinda cold

I try to grow a little hair

When I care to save my soul

When it comes to gettin' summer

I get such a pretty tan

You can hear all the women holler

Where I can find that Cleanhead man?



Yes they call me mister Cleanhead 'cause I've been bald a long long time

But I don't need to worry

You'll get yours and brother I know I'll get mine



Now you heard my story

And I hope you'll understand

Why you hear all the women holler

Where can I find that Cleanhead man?