The Hang Out Gang Lyrics by Jimmy Buffett

The Hang Out Gang Lyrics

    By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason
    1971
    The tour bus passed here yesterday
    Exciting all the fools who pay
    To see the naked lady in our yard

    The hang out gang is back in town
    Rumor has it going 'round they brought back
    Four new groupies and a st. bernard

    We're peaceful and abiding cats some call gypsies
    Some call brats but bare feet don't tear streets up like their bus

    Chorus:
    All we was doing' was a hangin' and little koochie was sangin'
    Mama i'm guilty of a hangin' out
    I know it's a shabby old building but after all ain't we god's children
    And lord it's a good place for hangin' out

    The fast approachin' local heat was poundin' out the southwest beat
    When they came upon koochie in our yard
    She smiled sir i meant no harm just a little suntan on my arm
    They wound up takin' in our st. bernard
    It didn't have a tag ya'll

    Chorus:
    All we was doing' was a hangin' and little koochie was sangin'
    Mama i'm guilty of a hangin' out
    I know it's a shabby old building but after all ain't we god's children
    And lord it's a good place for hangin' out

    Now 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' out

    Chorus:
    All we was doing' was a hangin' and little koochie kept sangin'
    Mama i'm guilty of a hangin' out
    I know it's a shabby old building but after all ain't we god's children
    And lord it's a good place for hangin' out

    All 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."

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