CONNIE: Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie?
EDWARD: Well now, let's take it from the top & grab some wheels
& we'll whale along and talk about some cuckoo deals.
C: But Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie?
E: Now you're on my wave length & I'm readin' you just fine.
Don't cut out of here till we get on Cloud 9.
C: But 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 I'm green.
C: The very utmost. Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie?
E: Man, I got my burners lighted, 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 we're where I'm at!
C: Kookie, Kookie, lend me your comb. Kookie, Kookie?
E: What's with this comb caper, baby? Why do you wanna latch onto my comb?
C: I just want you to stop combing your hair... & kiss me. You're the maximum utmost.
E: Well, I'm beans, & I'm dreamsville, I'm movin' right now
'Cause that's the kind of scene that I dig... baby, you're the ginchiest!

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