Lazy

Every time I see a puppy on a summer's day

A puppy dog at play

My heart is filled with envy

That's why I'm in such a hurry to pass the time away

Like that pup, I'm all fed up

And though it's wrong to be, I long to be

Lazy

I want to be lazy

I long to be out 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 that deep tangled wild wood

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

I hate to hurry through life and worry

I'll be so glad when I am

Among the chickens with Mr. Dickens or Mr. Omar Khayyám

To keep me company

When I'm tired of poetry

I'm gonna be there dozing with birds composing

A pillowy, willowy melody

And when it showers

The bees and flowers will be my umbrella

Until it's over, then in the clover, I'll dream of Rockefeller

As busy as a bee (pa-pa)

Selling oil to you and me (pa-pa)

I'll pity that man (ah)

What an oil can he turned out to be (ah)

Lazy

I want to be lazy

I long to be out 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 that deep tangled wild wood

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