I have never tried embedding a video in this blog before, but I think you’ll enjoy this one. The song, the performance, and the videography are all the work of a friend’s self-proclaimed lazy husband (szabo23 on YouTube). If you’ve ever accused your guy of being lazy, you may think he stole the lyrics from you.
In Praise of Lazy Husbands
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Cute to have a video for a change, but I had a hard time understanding some of the lyrics.
Beth
http://onestoryatatime.blogspot.com
I believe the lyrics go like this, Beth…
I don’t need no work clothes, honey.
They got no work for me.
I ain’t got nothing else to do
but to sit and watch TV.
There ain’t nothing out there, honey.
I don’t need no suit and tie.
I’m gonna sit here by myself.
I’m gonna sit here ’til I die.
Call me lazy. I don’t care.
I’m gonna sit here in my underwear,
in my favorite chair.
Lazy.
That’s right.
Lazy.
Uh huh.
Lazy.
No, ma’am, I ain’t movin’.
Lazy.
You all go ahead, I’m’a stay here.
Lazy.
Go on, you all go have a good time. Don’t you worry about me none. I’ll be fine.
Lazy.
Damn! They don’t ever slow down.
There was a time I used to think
it was good to be alive.
There seemed to be a point to it.
And I would work from 9 to 5.
But then one day I realized
I was acting like a fool.
It doesn’t make a difference.
It doesn’t matter what you do.
It took a while to see things clear.
My dues are paid,
and now I’m sitting here.
And I believe I’ll have another beer.
Lazy.
Lazy.
Lazy.
Lazy.
Lazy.
Lazy.
Lazy.
Lazy.
Lazy.