Lyrics:

1991
Writer: Skip Ewing

Some people dream about rockets to Mars
And meetin' the man on the moon
Others stay home and work on their cars
Saturday afternoons

Some people scheme how to travel through time
Then, rewrite their own history
Just hangin' around with you's
Alright with me

Some people long for a prince and a pumpkin
Scare crows and yellow brick roads
Some never see any rainbows in life
Cause they're searchin' for a pot of gold

Me, I believe we that all have our hand
In planning our own destiny
And hangin' around with you is alright with me

Some people miss a love they never knew
Oh babe, I know, I can't miss with you

After discussin' and cus'in and fussin'
Myself and I agree
Hangin' around with you's alright with me

Some people miss a love they never knew
Oh babe, I know, I can't miss with you

And if its true that we all have our hand
In planning our own destiny
Hangin' around with you's alright with me

Hangin' around with you's alright, yeah
Hangin' around with you's just fine
Hangin' around with you's alright with me