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Lend Me Your Comb Writers: Kay Twomey, Fred Wise, Ben Weisman; lead vocals: John Lennon, Paul McCartney
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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