Letra de Hanging with the Wrong Crowd
Hey baby Jane, you have been climbing down the drain And you run in the rain to the playground climbing frame And the air seems so good and moist and cool When you meet him by the swimming poolWhat's a girl to do? When you're locked up in Mother Goose's shoeAnd you're hanging, and you're hanging And you're hanging with the wrong crowd You're hanging, and you're hanging And you're hanging with the wrong crowdDad owns a bank and is known by the name of Hank And your Mom hates your pranks And she gives the Almighty thanks For your food which is rank and puts him in a dangerous mood And it's true they hate your friends like youWhat's a girl to do? When you're yearning for something else newAnd you're hanging, and you're hanging And you're hanging with the wrong crowd You're hanging, and you're hanging And you're hanging with the wrong crowd You're hanging, you're hanging You're hanging with the wrong crowdOoh wrong crown, yeah the wrong crowd, ooh