Another lazy mornin', no need to get down on anyone My son, coffee's in the kitchen, woman on the run No need to get bothered, I'll think about Monday When Monday comes, it's two for one Mister Hoot 'n Holler, gotta make a dollar Another lazy mornin', I took time to make town 'n stock a pint or two The most delicious brew Keepin' up with the joneses, I hope no one telephones us I'd take a place in the country, but for now the old back yard Looks to me like fifty acres of the roundest ground in town Another lazy mornin', come supper time I'm gonna light my barbecue Nothin' new, only that she loves me And nothin' I know can change me, no need to get bothered I do more livin' than it might seem Some dream, livin' like a pauper, bless my darlin' daughter I'd like to know what makes a man go, over land and sea I guess it must get kinda lonesome, that's the way I used to be Another lazy mornin', no need to get down on anyone Such fun, coffee's in the kitchen, woman on the runTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
