Lazy bones
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Sleeping, sleeping in a noon day sun
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Tell me, how you spect to get your days work done
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Days work done
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You´ll never get your days work done
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Sleeping, lazy bones
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Sleeping in a noon day sun
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When day´s dusk means praying
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I bet you keep praying
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That all the bugs fall off the vine
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And when you go fishing
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I bet you keep wishing
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That the fish would never never grab your line
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You old lazy bones
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Loafin, loafin all through the day
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Tell me how you spect to make a dime that way
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Dime that way
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You´ll never make a dime that way
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Well look at him, lazy bones
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Never hear a word I say
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Lazy bones
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Lazy Bones
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| Harry Connick Jr. |
