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Jim White

pochette album Combing my hair in a brand new style
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Date de parution : 09/06/2004

Durée : 0:06:24

Style : Country



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I found a blue hair comb with a busted tooth
Gonna comb out my hair in this telephone booth
Gonna comb out love, gonna comb out hate
Gonna get me a new look and i cant wait

I took a lethal dosage of dope in my youth
Bit the hook of jesus, oh, the terrible truth
I swallowed it hard for a damn good while
But now im combing my hair in a brand new style

Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair in a brand new style

I take a midnight stroll in a loves supermarket
I like passing the rows of candy for sale
See the pale pretty girls in the magazines?
Smiling at me like they know what i mean

You take your candy dandy, your cheap girls ruthless
Soul suckers all gonna end up toothless
Gumming the truth of lifes discount aisle
Me im combing my hair in a brand new style

Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair in a brand new style

He used a blue hair comb with a busted tooth
To comb out the tangles of his messed up youth
Returning in glory to the scene of his trial
He was combing his hair in a brand new style

Yeah, the sorry story of his assorted crimes
His tribulations, his suffering mind
All wiped clean and left miles behind
See him prowling the street? he got the mojo smile
Hes combing his hair in a brand new style

Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair in a brand new style

I dont want no hoodoos, no voodoo gurus
No spooked out priesty beasty, no strippers with pasties
Self-professed saviors of my soul, no low down top secret
Cia moles, no crackpot psychopathic behavior specialists

No shriners, no shiners, no decisive moment existentialists
Thats right, no vegetable, no mineral, no institution
Gonna disrupt the constitution of my ingenious hairdo solution

See i got my sly pomade, my jelly in a jar
Now dont you mistake me for no movie star
Cause im just a humble jumble of gods crooked smile
Did you check out my hair in the brand new style?

Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair, yeah
Combing my hair in a brand new style

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