Suzy-Hang-Around
Suzy was nine and I was ten,
right at the time when boys like to think they’re men.
She used to follow us from school.
We really thought that she was a little fool.
And one day we said to her,
“We don’t want to hurt you girl,
but you’d better…
“Look for a friend of your own, Suzy-hang-around.
Better come back when you’re grown, Suzy-hang-around.
Nobody wants you around here, and that’s for sure.
So, get off our playground and stay away.
That’s all that we’ve got to say,
Suzy-hang-around.”
Suzy ran home to Mama’s arms.
Mama said, “Look, she’s never done you no harm.
So, get off her back and let her be.
Why can’t you play together in harmony?”
We really didn’t know what to say,
but as soon as she went away,
we laughed and said…
“Look for a friend of your own, Suzy-hang-around.
Better come back when you’re grown, Suzy-hang-around.
Nobody wants you around here, and that’s for sure.
So, get off our playground and stay away.
That’s all that we’ve got to say,
Suzy-hang-around.
“Yes, you’d better look for a friend of your own, Suzy-hang-around.
Better come back when you’re grown, Suzy-hang-around.
Nobody wants you around here, and that’s for sure.
So, get off our playground and stay away.
That’s all that we’ve got to say,
Suzy-hang-around.”
