<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=104960" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Combing My Hair</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now people always come around<br>But they don't always stick around<br>I run a comb across my head<br>I wish my hair would settle down<br>The clock I see is running slow<br>The batteries are running low<br>I run a comb across my head<br>And it feels the same like it did before<br>You're just another first footer across my door<br>And little less care (hair?) than I had last year<br>But it doesn't worry me because I<br>I have no fear<br>Here<br>The car I see is painted black<br>I'm steering (staring) at the driver's back<br>He runs a comb across his head<br>And it feels the same like it did before<br>You're just another fresh fare across his door<br>And little less care than he had last year<br>But it doesn't worry him because he<br>He has no fear<br>Here, here<br>Now people always come around<br>But they don't always stick around<br>They run a comb across your head<br>I wish my hair would settle down<br>The clock I see is running slow<br>We've only got three years to go<br>We run our combs across our heads<br>And it feels the same like it did before<br>You're just another first footer across the door<br>And little less care than we took last year<br>But it doesn't worry us because we<br>We have no fear<br>Here<br>Have we<br>We have no fear<br>Have we<br>We have no fear</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Travis - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=104960" data-title="Combing My Hair" data-description="Now people always come around But they don't always stick around I run a comb across my head I wish my hair would settle down The clock I see is running slow The batteries are running low I run a comb across my head And it feels the same like it d..."></div> </div> </div>

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