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Lazy, lazy, lack-a-daisy, I should cook some food, Lazy, lazy, lack-a-daisy I'm really not in the mood. I could probably eat just a can of corn, Or maybe make some soup, The thought of cooking fills me with scorn Even though hunger is making me droop. Lazy, lazy, lack-a-daisy, Why can't I make something to eat? I"m just lazy, lazy, lack-a-daisy So for now I'll admit defeat. I guess there's always take-out...
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Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC
The Lazy Chef
Lazy, lazy, lack-a-daisy, I should cook some food, Lazy, lazy, lack-a-daisy I'm really not in the mood. I could probably eat just a can of corn, Or maybe make some soup, The thought of cooking fills me with scorn Even though hunger is making me droop. Lazy, lazy, lack-a-daisy, Why can't I make something to eat? I"m just lazy, lazy, lack-a-daisy So for now I'll admit defeat. I guess there's always take-out...
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Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC
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