Luyện nghe bài hát Combing My Hair In A Brand New Style

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

I took a lethal dosage of in my youth
Bit the of Jesus, oh, the terrible truth
I swallowed it for a damn good while
But now Im combing my in a brand new style

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I dont want no hoodoos, no gurus
No spooked out priesty beasty, no strippers with
saviors of my soul, no low down top secret
CIA moles, no crackpot psychopathic specialists

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

See I got my sly pomade, my in a jar
Now dont you mistake me for no movie
Cause Im just a humble jumble of Gods crooked
Did you out my hair in the brand new style?

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