Kookie, Kookie (Lend Me Your Comb) (Bonus Track)
Kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
Well now
Let's take it from the top grab some wheels
And we'll wait along and talk about some cuckoo deals
But kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
Now you're on my wavelength
And I'm reaching you just fine
Don't cut out of here till we get on cloud time
But kookie, kookie
I've got smog in my mogging
Ever since you made the scene
You're the utmost
If you ever tune me out Dad
I'm the saddest like a Marine
The very utmost
Kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
Man, I got my brain slided
And my flaps are gonna bend
You're gonna send me to that planet called
You know it baby the end
Kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
If you ever cut out then I'd be a stray cat
Cause when I'm flying solo
Nowhere is where I'm at
Kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
What's with this comb caper baby?
Why do you want to latch onto my comb?
I just want you to stop combing your hair
And kiss me you're the maximum utmost
Well, I'll beams in on Dreamsville
And I'm moving right now
Cause that's the kind of scene that I dig
Baby you're the greatest.
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
Well now
Let's take it from the top grab some wheels
And we'll wait along and talk about some cuckoo deals
But kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
Now you're on my wavelength
And I'm reaching you just fine
Don't cut out of here till we get on cloud time
But kookie, kookie
I've got smog in my mogging
Ever since you made the scene
You're the utmost
If you ever tune me out Dad
I'm the saddest like a Marine
The very utmost
Kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
Man, I got my brain slided
And my flaps are gonna bend
You're gonna send me to that planet called
You know it baby the end
Kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
If you ever cut out then I'd be a stray cat
Cause when I'm flying solo
Nowhere is where I'm at
Kookie, kookie
Lend me your comb
Kookie, kookie
What's with this comb caper baby?
Why do you want to latch onto my comb?
I just want you to stop combing your hair
And kiss me you're the maximum utmost
Well, I'll beams in on Dreamsville
And I'm moving right now
Cause that's the kind of scene that I dig
Baby you're the greatest.
Credits
Writer(s): Irving Taylor
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