You Comb Her Hair

I know that you’re wondering who I dream about

And if I’ve met someone who thrills me so

Well I finally met a girl who turns me inside out

I’ll tell you about her for you ought to know

You comb her hair every morning

And make sure she’s dressed just right

You comb her hair every morning

And put her to bed every night

When she’s around me sometimes I can hardly speak

I stammer and I walk right into doors

And just to hold her hand in mine makes me feel weak

You know her honey she’s a friend of yours

You comb her hair every morning

And make sure she’s dressed just right

You comb her hair every morning

And put her to bed every night