Hanging Around - Hugh Cornwell

Big girl in the red dress

She’s just trying to impress us

And she’s got the barley fever

But she doesn’t make a sound

She’s just hanging around

Down the Court Road early

With the hustlers big 'n burly

There’s a million of 'em selling

And the buyers can be found

They’re just hanging around

Christ has told his mother

Christ he told her not to bother

'Cos he’s alright in the city

'Cos he’s high above the ground

He’s just hanging around

One of 'em comes closer

Got a monkey on his shoulder

And the monkey’s getting grinner

But his eyes are on the ground

He’s just hanging around

I’m moving in the Coleherne

With the leather all around me

And the sweat is getting steamy

But their eyes are on the ground

They’re just hanging around

Christ has told his mother

Christ he told her not to bother

'Cos he’s alright in the city

'Cos he’s high above the ground

He’s just hanging around