Lend Me Your Comb (Beatles)

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" Whoa! Ow! 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"