Lazy Mood

I'll tell you why the days go by,
Like caterpillars do
And clouds are cotton blossoms in a field of blue,
Love's got me in a lazy mood.

I'll tell you why,
Stars in the sky,
Pick ev'ry night to shine.

And why the moon's a watermelon on the vine,
Love's got me in a lazy mood.

When a bright and early sun begins to steam it up,
You'll find me underneath the nearest tree,
Pickin' petals off a daisy while I
I don't reply to mail that's overdue.

And why I never answer when I'm spoken to,
It isn't that I'm really rude,
Love's got me in a lazy mood.
I'll tell you why mood