Workshy, workshy
I just can't face the morning
Workshy, workshy
Sleep before I start yawning
Workshy, workshy
Seems my life is passing me by
Lying here in my sack
Roll me over and scratch my back
I should've got up hours ago
But when the night time comes I got nothing to show
Alone arrangement I sleep on
Till every hour of daylight's gone
I got a new job yesterday
But all I really want to do is play
Got up too late and I can't start
Guess me and work are just grown apart
Workshy, workshy
I just can't face the morning
Workshy, workshy
Sleep before I start yawning
My mama says her boy's no good
But I would show her if I could
Don't see the sense in working, Lord
All that time and nothing to show
Workshy, workshy
I just can't face the morning
Workshy, workshy
Sleep before I start yawning
Workshy, workshy
Seems my life is passing me by
Lying here in my sack
Roll me over and scratch my back
Workshy, workshy
Workshy, workshy
Sleep before I start yawning
Workshy, workshy
Workshy, workshy
I just can't face the morning
I'm just workshy, a little workshy
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