The Beatles

The Beatles - Lend Me Your Comb lyrics

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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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Copyrights:

Author: Carl Perkins, Ben Weisman (2), Fred Wise, Kay Twomey

Composer: ?

Publisher: Pickwick International, Inc.

Details:

Released in: 1977

Language: English

Appearing on: Live! at the Star-Club in Hamburg, Germany; 1962 - LP 1A (1977) , Anthology 1 (1995)

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