Well it's halfway through the morning When I finally get up I'm fumbling and I'm yawning and I brew myself a cup I rush and get some clothes on Rag a brush across my hair Go down and check the mailbox To find there's nothing there Sit down and reed the paper and I have a cigarette I listen to the rainfall and check out all the ads I know I've got a job to do but it doesn't turn out right Can't seem to get down to it, hung up about tonight Lazy day, how can I be this way I used to find so many things to do Empty day, sit and staring at the rain And all I find to think about is you I'll take out my umbrella and I'll think I go downtown I'll face the rainy weather I've just got to get around I'd like to buy you a present a really nice one too A book, a silly something, with love from me to you Ah ... Ukulele solo yeah great! Lazy day, how can I be this way I used to find so many things to do Empty day, sit and staring at the rain And all I find to think about is you Lazy day, how can I be this way I used to find so many things to do Empty day, sit and staring at the rain And all I find to think about is you Lazy day, how can I be this way I used to find so many things to do Empty day, sit and staring at the rain And all I find to think about is you Lazy day, how I can be this way?