Lend Me Your Comb — текст песни (Beatles)

Lend me your comb,

Its 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 its 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, its getting late.



Just wait till i

Say: my darling,

Lend me your comb.

We got to go home.