Lazy Gal

I'm in love with my baby

But she's lazy as a gal can be

Yes, I'm in love with my baby

But she's lazy as a gal can be

She throws away the dishes

And saves the pots and pans for me

She gets up early every morning

Then she goes right back to bed again

She gets up early every morning

Then she goes right back to bed again

She won't even raise the window

To let the morning sun come in

I fix her breakfast every morning

And I serve it to her on a tray

I fix her breakfast every morning

Serve it to her on a tray

I work until I'm poor and skinny

But she gains two pounds a day

When I come home at night

She's in the same old bed

She didn't take the time

To even comb her head

I was laying on a pillow

Believe this lie or not

That woman was too lazy

To even drink a drop

When I put my arms around her

I get her in the groove

I swear that I ain't lying

That woman's just too lazy to move