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Hangin' 'Round

๐Ÿ‘ค Lou Reed โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Transformer (RCA 4451-2) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:34
๐ŸŽต 1493 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:34 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 10218155

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

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

Jeanne was a spoiled young brat, she thought she knew it all
She smoked mentholated cigarettes, and she had sex in the hall
But she is not my kind or even of my sigh
The kind of animal that I would be about

Oh-oh-oh, you keep hanging 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago

Oh-oh-oh, you keep hanging 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago

Alright now, uh-uh-uh

Cathy 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 ivory hand, dialed long distance home
But it was all too much, sprinkling angel dust to AT&T
Who didn't wish you well

Oh, but you keep hanging 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago

Oh-oh-oh, you keep hanging 'round me
And I'm not so glad you found me
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago

Hanging 'round, hanging 'round
That's all you're doing, baby
Hanging 'round, hanging 'round
Hanging 'round, hanging 'round
Hanging 'round, hanging 'round

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:07.23] Harry was a rich young man who would become a priest
[00:15.37] He dug up his dear father who was recently deceased
[00:23.75] He did it with tarot cards and a mystically attuned mind
[00:30.12] And shortly there and after he did find
[00:36.72] Jeanne was a spoiled young brat, she thought she knew it all
[00:45.08] She smoked mentholated cigarettes, and she had sex in the hall
[00:53.09] But she is not my kind or even of my sigh
[00:59.50] The kind of animal that I would be about
[01:05.13] Oh-oh-oh, you keep hanging 'round me
[01:09.56] And I'm not so glad you found me
[01:13.16] You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
[01:17.99] Oh-oh-oh, you keep hanging 'round me
[01:22.82] And I'm not so glad you found me
[01:26.08] You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
[01:31.48] Alright now, uh-uh-uh
[01:39.26] Cathy was a bit surreal, she painted all her toes
[01:47.03] And on her face she wore dentures clamped tightly to her nose
[01:55.03] And when she finally spoke her twang, her glasses broke
[02:01.74] And no one else could smoke while she was in the room
[02:08.47] Hark, the herald angels sang and reached out for a phone
[02:16.35] And plucking it with ivory hand, dialed long distance home
[02:24.70] But it was all too much, sprinkling angel dust to AT&T
[02:32.98] Who didn't wish you well
[02:36.53] Oh, but you keep hanging 'round me
[02:41.16] And I'm not so glad you found me
[02:44.40] You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
[02:49.37] Oh-oh-oh, you keep hanging 'round me
[02:54.18] And I'm not so glad you found me
[02:57.61] You're still doing things that I gave up years ago
[03:06.77] Hanging 'round, hanging 'round
[03:11.60] That's all you're doing, baby
[03:13.25] Hanging 'round, hanging 'round
[03:19.64] Hanging 'round, hanging 'round
[03:26.05] Hanging 'round, hanging 'round
[03:30.68]

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