Lyrics:
To be leaned against too long
All the time I think she knew
Her words still dance inside my head
Her comb still lies beside my bed
And the sun comes
When I get up she swears that she don't hear it
Says that I'm as quiet as a mouse
I comb my hair and throw some water on my face
And back out
When I get up, she swears that she don't hear it
Says that I'm as quiet as a mouse
I comb my hair, throw some water on my face
And back out
clever
Someday you'll meet your rocking chair
'Cause that's where we're spinning
There's no point to want to comb your hair
When it's grey
na
Na na na na, na na na na, na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
And it's not easy
When you think about the way
She combs her
you use a brush, I use a comb not a pick
El Shabazz, yo J, el Shabazz, yo J
We gonna rock this mother fucker like three the hard way
Like this
clever
Someday you'll meet your rocking chair
'Cause that's where we're spinning
There's no point to want to comb your hair
When it's grey
you use a brush, I use a comb not a pick
El Shabazz, yo J, el Shabazz, yo J
We gonna rock this mother fucker like three the hard way
Like this
feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the tone
'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything
No, I ain't gonna comb my hair
'Cause I
wrong
Do you remember that rainy evenin'
I threw you out with nothin'
But a fine tooth comb?
Yeah, I know I'm to blame, ain't it a shame
Bailey, won't
you're blowin'
My mind with the things you say to me
I like the way you comb your hair
And I like those stylish clothes you wear
It's just the little
its path, she combs her hair
And tears of gold fall on the grave
Tears of gold
Tears of golden restraint
As evidence of the pain that we feel inside
teeth and then get dressed
When you comb your hair you'll look the best
Now you know it's really true
Wakin' up is hard to do
They say that wakin' up is
Comb your hair and paint and powder
You act proud and I'll act prouder
You sing loud and I'll sing louder
Tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
your tambourine and your guitar string and move on down the track
Don't like the way that you comb your hair the way you drawl you all
And if you're
out, with nothin but a fine tooth comb?
(And you are bald!)
I know I''m to blame, well ain''t it a shame
Bailey, won''t cha please come,
Bailey,
a pill to make me happy
I know it may not fix the hinges
But at least the door has stopped it¹s creaking
I got friends
They're waiting for me to comb
we wash our face
Wash our face, wash our face
This is the way we wash our face
So early in the morning!
This is the way we comb our hair
Comb our hair,
toy to watch her comb her hair,
Day in day out,
Night in night out.
In the end she fell asleep exhausted,
The boy cut off all of her hair,
She was bald,
who carried a mirror in his pocket
And a comb up his sleeve, just in case
And all that extra hold gel in your hair oughta lock it
'Cause Heaven
know I done you wrong
Do you remember that rainy evening
I threw you out with nothing but a fine tooth comb
Yeah, I know I'm to blame, ain't it
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
that fetch the nectar
From the flowers to the comb
Never tire of ever buzzing to and fro
Because they take a little nip
From every flower that they sip
How come I succumb
when you come and comb
my honeycomb?
cnd how come I become
awestruck and dumb
under your thumb?
Come, honey, come,
I summon you
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