Harry was a rich young man

who would become a priest

He dug up his dear father

who was recently deceased



He did it with tarot cards

and a mystically attuned mind

And shortly there

and after he did find



Jeanie was a spoiled young brat

she thought she knew it all

She smoked mentholated cigarettes

and she had sex in the hall



But she was not my kind

or even of my sigh

The kind of animal

that I would be about



Woh-woh-woh, you keep hangin' round me

and I'm not so glad you found me

You're still doing things that I gave up years ago

Oh-woh-woh-woh, you keep hangin' round me

and I'm not so glad you found me

You're still doing things that I gave up years ago

all right now

ah-huh-huh



Kathy was a bit surreal

she painted all her toes

And on her face she wore dentures

clamped tightly to her nose



And when she finally spoke

her twang her glasses broke

And no one else could smoke

while she was in the room



Hark the herald angels sang

and reached out for a phone

And plucking it with a knife in hand

dialed long distance home



But it was all too much

sprinkling angel dust

To AT and T

who didn't wish you well



Oh, but you keep hangin' round me

and I'm not so glad you found me

You're still doing things that I gave up years ago

Ho-ho-ho-ho, you keep hangin' round me

and I'm not so glad you found me

You're still doing things that I gave up years ago



Hangin' round

hangin' round, that's all you're doing baby

Hangin' round

hangin' round, ooohhh

Hangin' round

hangin' round

Hangin' round

hanginc