Hanging With The Wrong Crowd Lyrics - Singles - Ed Harcourt

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 pool 

What's a girl to do? 

When you're locked up in Mother Goose's shoe 

And 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 

Dad owns a bank and is known by the name of Hank, 

And your Mum 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 you 

What's a girl to do? 

When you're yearning for something else new 

And 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 crowd