Lyrics
She says her faith is a personal thing
Never catch her out on the street witnessing
She says it's just between God and herself
It ain't the business of nobody else
But that girl don't know what she's saying
'Cause your faith don't mean a thing
Until you give it away
Lazy Jane
Why don't you come alive?
Oh, Lazy Jane
Why don't you give it a try?
She's got a Bible, it sits by her bed
It's never opened and never read
The girl, she prays three times a day
Before each meal or just to get an "A"
But that girl don't know what it means
To fall in love with Jesus and really be
Lazy Jane
Why don't you come alive?
Oh, Lazy Jane
Why don't you give it a try?
Oh, Lazy Jane
Why don't you come alive?
Oh, Lazy, Lazy Jane
Come on and give it a try
You're so lazy, Jane
The girl, she loves to dance, she's hooked on MTV
And "Harlem Young Men" is her favorite thing to read
She's into aerobics, she does it every day
Her body looks so good, but her soul is out of shape
Lazy Jane
Oh, you're so lazy
Little, little Lazy Jane
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Lazy Jane
Oh, you're just a little schoolgirl
Oh, but you live like a fool, girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Lazy Jane
Lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, crazy Jane
Lazy Jane
Oh, it's time to make a little change, girl