Lazy, I want to be lazy,
I longing to lay in the sun
With no work to be done
Under that awning, they call the sky,
Stretching and yawning,
And let the world go drifting by.
I want to peep, through the deep, tangled wildwood,
Counting sheep, 'til I sleep, like a child would.
With a great big valise full,
Of books to read where it's peaceful
While I'm, killing time, being lazy
With a great big valise full,
Of books to read where it's peaceful
While I'm, killing time, being lazy
I longing to lay in the sun
With no work to be done
Under that awning, they call the sky,
Stretching and yawning,
And let the world go drifting by.
I want to peep, through the deep, tangled wildwood,
Counting sheep, 'til I sleep, like a child would.
With a great big valise full,
Of books to read where it's peaceful
While I'm, killing time, being lazy
With a great big valise full,
Of books to read where it's peaceful
While I'm, killing time, being lazy