When all your troubles seem to drag you to the gutter,
And all your friends are disappointed, furrow and frown.
When all your headaches make you act just like your mother,
Remember: I'm just hanging around.
When all your teachers make you look just like a moron,
And your pushy boss makes a pass at your ass.
When all your lovers have a hard time with a hard-on:
Baby, I'm here to help it pass.
I'm just hangin' around, gonna melt all of your worries.
Gonna bring back all the color to your face for awhile.
I'm just hangin' around, help you cross the steaming desert,
Make you feel so warm and pleasant and you'll never lose your smile.
When someone drops a hit of acid in your seltzer,
And the next twelve hours you're zooming around the whole town.
You try being charming but your darling is much svelter,
Remember: I'm just hangin' around.
I'm just hangin' around girl.
I'm just hangin' around.
C & P Copyright Chris Giunta 2021