(I’m in with) The Out Crowd

[Intro]
I'm in with the out crowd
I'm in with the out crowd
Hey!

[Verse 1]
Not so long ago I couldn't make the scene
The in crowd wouldn't have me 'cause I had no green
I used to hear them giggle at the clothes I'd wear
And every time I'd pass 'em they would stop and stare

[Chorus]
But I'm in with the out crowd, and they never seem to care
If my clothes are patched and worn or the way I wear my hair
I'm in with the out crowd, and it's very plain to see
We don't have fancy clothes and cars but we're groovy as can be
Yes!

[Saxophone Solo]
Ow!
Can't this many people be wrong, baby?
Yes!

[Verse 2]
The out crowd always knows just where it's at
They never come on strong like phony diplomats
We may not say too much but never think we're square
A Cadillac and fancy clothes don't put you there
[Outro]
But I'm in with the out crowd, and they never seem to care
If my clothes are patched and worn or the way I wear my hair
I'm in with the out crowd
I'm in with the out crowd
I'm in with the out crowd