Damn your soul putting your hands in my dread
Oh, cheating woman
I broke the comb you gave to me
You know that I, I-I, I would not comb no more
Every time people watch me, people staring
Staring at me, like I were in a dream
So I let my nattsies fly, flying high
Oh, I let my nattsies fly, flying high
(Oooooh) I broke the comb, I broke the comb
Rasta don't comb, I broke the comb (I broke the comb)
I broke the comb (I broke the comb)
(I broke the comb)
(I broke the comb)
(I broke the comb)
Damn your soul putting your hands in my dread
Oh, cheating woman
I broke the comb you gave to me
You know that I, I-I, I would not comb no more
Every time people watch me, people staring
Staring at me, like I were in a dream
So I let my nattsies fly, flying high (I broke the comb)
Oh, I let my nattsies fly, flying high (I broke the comb)
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