I've Got the Comb Over Blues

I’ve got the comb over blues


I’m nervous going blind on a date
I’m nervous going blind on a date
I aint never seen this woman
And I’m getting real irate

I’m worried about taking off my hat
I’m worried about taking off my hat
My follicles are dying
Can’t do nothing about that

I’ve got the comb over blues
And my confidence is low
I’ve got the comb over blues yea
And my confidence is low
I aint taking off my hat
In case the wind may blow

I’m frightened, in case I have to take her home
I’m frightened, in case I have to take her home
If she wants some loving
I’m keeping my hat on

I’m shaking about making love all night
I’m shaking about making love all night
I aint taking off my hat
Till she turns out the light.
End.