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 run