Wrong Crowd - Piano Tapes

And my mother is standing beside me
As I'm packing my bags in the car
She says, "Please boy no more fighting"
"No, 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 round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

Oh, oh, oh, my boy

And 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 round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd

Oh, I wish I could find somebody
Oh, that my mother would like
Oh, I wish I can find somebody
That could treat me right

But I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd
I can't help it, I don't know how
I guess I'll always be hanging round with the wrong crowd



Credits
Writer(s): Richard W. Jr. Nowels, Tom Peter Odell
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