G                              C                G 
Harry was a rich young man who would become a priest

G                                 C            G 
He dug up his dear father who was recently deceased.

   A           C     G    G7      A          C       G    G7 
He did it with tarot cards  and a mystically attuned mind,

    A       C         G     G7     D 
And shortly there and after he did find.

G                                    C                   G 
Jeanny was a spoiled young brat, she thought she knew it all

G                                         C              G 
She smoked mentholated cigarettes and she had sex in the hall.

    A       C      G   G7   A    C     G   G7 
But she was not my kind  or even of my sigh,

    A       C    G              G7 D 
The kind of animal that I would be about.

D         G 
Oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me,

C 
And I'm not so glad you found me,

G                                        D 
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago.

D            G 
Oh oh oh oh, you keep hangin' 'round me,

C 
And I'm not so glad you found me,

G                                        D 
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago.

D           G 
Alright now, uh-huh-huh.

G                            C               G 
Cathy was a bit surreal, she painted all her toes

G                                         C              G 
And on her face she wore dentures clamped tightly to her nose.

    A        C       G    G7    A         C       G     G7 
And when she finally spoke  her twang her glasses broke,

    A      C          G                   G7     D 
And no one else could smoke while she was in the room.

G                               C                 G 
Hark the herald angels sang and reached out for a phone

G                               C                    G 
And plucking it with ivory hand dialed long distance home.

    A      C   G       G7 A          C     G   G7 
But it was all too much   sprinkling angel dust,

A    C      G             G7       D 
to A.T. and T. Who didn't wish you well.

D        G 
Ooh, but you keep hangin' 'round me,

    C 
And I'm not so glad you found me,

G                                        D 
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago.

D            G 
Ho ho ho ho, you keep hangin' 'round me,

    C 
And I'm not so glad you found me,

G                                        D         G 
You're still doing things that I gave up years ago.

G               G 
Hangin' 'round, hangin' 'round

G               G 
Hangin' 'round, hangin' 'round

G               G 
Hangin' 'round, hangin' 'round