Verse 1
Emma Louisa Penelope Brown
Had clumps of hair that wouldn’t stay down.
Her momma would wax it and spray it and stuff,
But whatever she did, it was never enough.
CHORUS
With cowlicks from the left and cowlicks from the right,
She’d get laughed at all day, and she’d cry through the night.
She’d hide with the livestock–what else could she do?
And the cows, they kept lickin’ to say, “I love you!” (moo moo moo)
Verse 2
Emma Louisa Penelope Brown
Rode with her mother one Sunday to town,
And there on the sidewalk all lost and forlorn
Lay a tattered stuffed doll ~ a pink unicorn.
Bridge
Emma, she found a new best friend that day.
She and the unicorn started to play.
By nightfall, she’d thrown all her worries away
And put on a smile like the day she was born
With her hair all up pointy like the pink unicorn!
Chorus
With cowlicks from the left and cowlicks from the right,
She’d get laughed at all day, but she danced through the night.
She’d play with the livestock, and unicorn too,
And the cows, they kept lickin’ to say, “I love you!” (moo moo moo)
Lil’ unicorn hair. (moo moo moo, moo moo moo)
