And my mother is standing beside me
As I'm packing my bags in the car
She says, "please, boy, no more fighting
Oh, it's only gonna do you harm"But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowdAnd my brother is standing behind me
As I'm slowly going out my head
He says, "you know those people don't like me
Why'd you wanna be one of them?"But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowdOh, I wish I could find somebody
Oh, that my mother would like
Oh, I wish I can find somebody
That could treat me rightBut I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowdSinging, I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowd
Singing, I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowdI can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowd
Singing, I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging around with the wrong crowd
Songwriters
RICK NOWELS, TOM ODELLPublished by
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