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.