Bald and Beautiful

Beneath the beams (high beams) Man, Andrew's head, it shines so bright Need no light in the dead of night With that forehead (that dome) We're crackin' jokes, at the bar, I know Yeah, his hairline's been on the road That shiny scalp (so smooth) It's gleamin' just like the hood of a car Might just grant wishes like a shootin' star We rag on Drew (good ol' Drew) Those neon signs, they got no chance to glow When he walks in, his dome steals the show Little baby boy (Drew junior) Got more locks than daddy's got jokes While Andrew's head blinks Morse code We say cheers (to the future) To that tiny tuft, on the little one's head Soon he'll have more than ol' Drew in his bed