Jackson) Girl I swear you got me acting crazy Half the time I don't know what my name is I?m the kind that like to take it slow and lazy And girl you
Born a poor young country boy Mother Nature?s Son All day long I?m sitting singing songs for everyone Sit beside a mountain stream See her water rise
ll be true, but baby I can?t lie I?ve been known to get a little rowdy And crazy when I can I can get a little loud I get a little lazy And a little
leave the baby with her mom Second shift till the neck is stiff But she worked it and built her own nest to live Soon after that baby's daddy slash lazy
doin to make the fish bite You better have a pay check It's like another kind of safe sex The ethics connected to your favourite toy Don't nobody wanna mate with a lazy boy
t wanna Laugh Out Loud and have to replace it I don't want questions enough everyday And I don't know how long I could live this way I don't wanna be lazy
in my shit Showing off dust and trailings after they piss Bitches, wild kids, jumping and playing Break lamps, wasting food and leaving stains Mom laying in my lazy boy
playing on the am station. i look at you and i start dancing. your laugh's about as loud as my footsteps. on the wooden floor we don't sweep too often 'cause we're lazy
quick id, oh yeah, I'm a 21st century digital boy, I don't know how to live (or read) but I've got a lot of toys, my daddy is lazy middle class intellectual
Mama rushed us all out of the room into the hallway. About ten minutes later she came out with tears in her eyes. She called out to me, "Patches, Patches, get in here, boy
up and listen! [KRS-One] This shit is crazy! Your remarks don't faze me! People have a problem with me, cause I ain't lazy I talk on vinyl then I act
lot do a lot never be lazy Never be lazy be lazy Eat a lot sleep a lot brush 'em like crazy Run a lot do a lot never be lazy boy Poof!
(Lennon/McCartney) Born a poor young country boy, Mother Nature's son All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone Sit beside a mountain stream
have a boy tonight You will have a boy tonight And you hope that she will see And you hope that she will see You will have a boy tonight Or maybe
food Colour my life with the chaos of trouble Cause anything's better than posh isolation 1 missed the bus You were laid on your back With the boy from the arab strap With the boy
