| It's a lazy afternoon | |
| and the beetle bugs are zooming | |
| and the tulip trees are blooming | |
| and there's not another human | |
| in view | |
| but us two | |
| It's a lazy afternoon | |
| and the farmer leaves his reaping | |
| in the meadow cows are sleeping | |
| and the speckled trout stops | |
| leaping upstream | |
| as we dream | |
| A fat pink cloud hangs | |
| over the hill | |
| unfolding like a rose | |
| If you hold my hand | |
| and sit real still | |
| you can hear the grass | |
| as it grows | |
| It's a hazy afternoon | |
| and I know a place that's quiet | |
| except for daises running riot | |
| and there's no one passing | |
| by it to see | |
| Come spend this lazy afternoon | |
| with me | |
| A fat pink cloud hangs | |
| over the hill | |
| unfolding like a rose | |
| If you hold my hand | |
| and sit real still | |
| you can hear the grass | |
| as it grows | |
| It's a hazy afternoon | |
| and I know a place that's quiet | |
| except for daises running riot | |
| and there's no one passing | |
| by it to see | |
| Come spend this lazy afternoon | |
| with me |
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