[verse 1] Well the Wolfman woke up just past midnight, His hair was wild in the harvest moonlight, He grabbed his comb, but oh what fright, That mane had him brushing with all his might! [chorus] He’s havin’ a bad hair day, oh no! Can’t see his fangs through the fuzz and flow, He tried to slick it back, but it just won’t stay, The Wolfman’s havin’ a bad hair day! [verse 2] He howled at the mirror, gave it a stare, "Is there a barber brave enough to fix this hair?" He tried some gel and a magic spell, But now all the products are givin off a stinky smell! [chorus] He’s havin’ a bad hair day, oh no! That spooky style just steals the show, The bats all laugh and the mummies sway, At the Wolfman’s bad hair day! [bridge] The vampires giggle, the zombies grin, The witches cackle, “What a hairy sin!” He grabs a hat, but it won’t fit tight, His curls go WILD in the pale moonlight! [chorus] He’s havin’ a bad hair day, oh yeah! The ghouls all cheer, “We love that flair!” So he shakes that mane in his own cool way, The Wolfman's rocking this bad hair day! [outro] Now if your hair’s a fright, don’t you frown, Just strut your stuff when the moon’s around, ‘Cause even the Wolfman’s gotta say — “It’s cool to have a bad hair day!”
