Edward: Well now, let's take it from the top & grab some wheels
& on the way we'll talk about some cuckoo deals.
C: But Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie?
E: Now you're on my wavelength, & I'm readin' you just fine.
Don't cut out of here till we get on Cloud 9.
C: But Kookie? Kookie?
E: I've got smog in my noggin ever since you made the scene
C: You're the utmost!
E: If you ever tune me out... Dad, I'm the saddest, like a brain
C: The very utmost. Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie?
E: Man, I got my bruise lighters and my flaps are gonna bend
You're gonna send me to that planet called... You know it, baby, the end!
(Sax solo)
C: Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie?
E: If you ever cut out, then I'd be a stray cat
'Cause when I'm flyin' solo, nowhere's where I'm at!
C: Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie?
E: What's with this comb cave, baby? Why do you wanna latch up with my comb?
C: I just want you to stop combing your hair... & kiss me. You're the maximum utmost.
E: Well, I beans & I dreamsville, and I'm movin' right now
'Cause that's the kind of scene that I dig... Baby, you're the ginchiest!
Connie: Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie? Edward: Well now, let's take it from the top & grab some wheels & on the way we'll talk about some cuckoo deals. C: But Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie? E: Now you're on my wavelength, & I'm readin' you just fine. Don't cut out of here till we get on Cloud 9. C: But Kookie? Kookie? E: I've got smog in my noggin ever since you made the scene C: You're the utmost! E: If you ever tune me out... Dad, I'm the saddest, like a brain C: The very utmost. Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie? E: Man, I got my bruise lighters and my flaps are gonna bend You're gonna send me to that planet called... You know it, baby, the end! (Sax solo) C: Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie? E: If you ever cut out, then I'd be a stray cat 'Cause when I'm flyin' solo, nowhere's where I'm at! C: Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie? E: What's with this comb cave, baby? Why do you wanna latch up with my comb? C: I just want you to stop combing your hair... & kiss me. You're the maximum utmost. E: Well, I beans & I dreamsville, and I'm movin' right now 'Cause that's the kind of scene that I dig... Baby, you're the ginchiest! Explain Request ×
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