Lend me your comb, It's time to go home. I got to go past, My hair is a mess
Your mammie will scold, Your pappie will shout. Unless we come in The way we went out.
Kissing you was fun honey But thanks for the date. But I must come to run honey, But you know baby it's getting late.
Just wait till I Say: my darling, Lend me your comb.
We got to go home. Kissing you was fun honey But thanks for the date. But I must come to run, honey. But sugar, it's getting late.
Just wait till I Say: my darling, Lend me your comb. We got to go home.
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