Lend Me Your Comb in The Beatles

Songtexte Lend Me Your Comb in The Beatles

Lend Me Your Comb
Lend Me Your Comb

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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