Jimmy Buffett - The Hang Out Gang Lyrics
By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason1971The tour bus passed here yesterdayExciting all the fools who payTo see the ***** lady in our yardThe hang out gang is back in townRumor has it going 'round they brought backFour new groupies and a st. bernardWe're peaceful and abiding cats some call gypsiesSome call brats but bare feet don't tear streets up like their busChorus:All we was doing' was a hangin' and little koochie was sangin'Mama i'm guilty of a hangin' outI know it's a shabby old building but after all ain't we god's childrenAnd lord it's a good place for hangin' outThe fast approachin' local heat was poundin' out the southwest beatWhen they came upon koochie in our yardShe smiled sir i meant no harm just a little suntan on my armThey wound up takin' in our st. bernardIt didn't have a tag y'allChorus:All we was doing' was a hangin' and little koochie was sangin'Mama i'm guilty of a hangin' outI know it's a shabby old building but after all ain't we god's childrenAnd lord it's a good place for hangin' outNow you hang with me and i'll hang with you and we'll hang out'til we both turn blue mama i'm guilty of a hangin' outChorus:All we was doing' was a hangin' and little koochie kept sangin'Mama i'm guilty of a hangin' outI know it's a shabby old building but after all ain't we god's childrenAnd lord it's a good place for hangin' outAll we was doin' was a hangin' and little koochie kept sangin'Mama i'm guilty of a hangin' out-- spoken (dialogue)"yeah, they moved up there about a month ago. fixed up that little cabin on the ridge. they really them long hairs? well, homer seen 'em. homer seen how long it was. still reckon i seen it.A bunch of weirdos. one of them had a little instrument looked like a mandolin. why lord, they might freeze to death up there this winter. well. homer, turn that radio down."
