The people were running  The place was on fire  The smoke was a-growing  And the flames were getting higher     The fire chief was shouting  As he knocked down my door  He said you better move your butt boy  Or you'll knock on heaven's door     I'm so laid back, I'm laid out  I'm so caved in and spaced out  I'm wired to the teeth  I'm fused to the floor  So baby don't you bug me no more  Don't you bug me no more     The rent needing paying  The insurance was due  The roof needing fixing  And the rain was coming through     But the forecast is sunny  So I'll stay here on my back  Tomorrow is another day  It's cozy in the sack     I'm so laid back, I'm laid out  I'm so caved in and spaced out  I'm wired to the teeth  I'm fused to the floor  So baby don't you bug me no more  Don't you bug me no more     There were times when you wanted to be number one  And the glamour and the glitter were turning him on  But he realized that it was better to be number two (ooh)    My luxury is living  'Cause I can't afford to die  I'm a diletantic mother  With a twinkle in my eye     Let the others do the running  I'm content to take a cut  Percentages are burning  And I'm happy in my rut     I'm so laid back, I'm laid out  I'm so caved in and spaced out  I'm wired to the teeth  I'm fused to the floor  So baby don't you bug me no more  Don't you bug me no more  No more, no more, no more, [etc.]