Mid bumps, lumps, and callouses
Dried shaving foam,
Be it ever so hairless,
There's no space like Dome
For us balding guys
A bold choice if we dare
To sacrifice sprigs of
What used to be hair..
Dome, Dome, sweet sweet Dome,
There's no space like Dome,
There's no space like Dome

Like glaze of the moon
Or a newly born child
To glisten and glow like
A high gloss floor tiled;
If you like your head smooth
And just hate fuzz to peak
Pull a Howie Mandell,
Scrape your scalp once a week
Dome, Dome, sweet sweet Dome,
There's no space like Dome,
There's no space like Dome

Let the wind be your friend
Give some sun to your brain,
No scotch tape, no velcro
No high sneers from Jane
A negative Samson,
Yet positive look
What ladies declare
Is a macho sexy hook
Dome, Dome, sweet sweet Dome,
There's no space like Dome,
There's no space like Dome