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Lazy, I wanna be lazy, I long to be out in the sun |
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With no work to be done |
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Under that awnin' they call the sky, stretchin' and yawnin' |
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And let the world go driftin' by |
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I wanna peep through the deep tangled wildwood |
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Counting sheep, till I sleep, like a child would |
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With a great big valise full of books to read, where it's peaceful |
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While, I'm killin' time, bein' lazy |
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Wrong number, wrong number |
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Oh Sam, you're sweet |
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With a great big valise full of books to read, where it's peaceful |
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While, I'm killin' time, bein' lazy |
