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Lazy Bones lyrics
Lazy bones
Sleeping, sleeping in a noon day sun
Tell me, how you spect to get your days work done
Days work done
You'll never get your days work done
Sleeping, lazy bones
Sleeping in a noon day sun
When day's dusk means praying
I bet you keep praying
That all the bugs fall off the vine
And when you go fishing
I bet you keep wishing
That the fish would never never grab your line
You old lazy bones
Loafin, loafin all through the day
Tell me how you spect to make a dime that way
Dime that way
You'll never make a dime that way
Well look at him, lazy bones
Never hear a word I say
Lazy bones
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- Track 13 on Oh, My Nola
- 12 Sheik of Araby
- 14 We Make A Lot Of Love -
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