Its sunny on the west coast, convertibles and swimsuits
But I'm in a high-rise, I'm thinking about your blue eyes
I see you on the billboards, rolling down the back roads
I bet you're at the drive-in, with all your little boyfriends

Chorus
Why do you hang around with the worst crowd?
The worst crowd yeah
Why do you hang around with the worst crowd?
The worst crowd yeah

The pinups and the dropouts, they got a real reputation
Your skirt is getting tight now, as you're tilting up your eyebrow

Repeat Chorus

Its gonna hurt me, cause your with the worst

Solo

The zombies and the vampires, they're hanging off a sunset
They're biting down on the diamond, to see if its the real thing

Repeat Chorus

The worst crowd, the worst crowd, the worst crowd around