She takes your hand
She wants to dance
So you write a song
That shoots around her feet
They want to dance
You tell em yeah
You play for fun
But i play just for keeps
And laziness waits like a gun
In a nightstand drawer
Beneath the hot dallas sun
Waiting watching taking something
And riding it bareback cross
The plain into the vanish point again
Waiting watching taking something
Heard there is water up the road she
Called me up and let me know
I lived alone
Just like a toad
Then she kissed my nose
Oh what a fool i was
And laziness waits like a gun
In my pocket beside
A wad of chewing gum
When you're getting frayed
I'll get the sewing machine
And i'll stay
Stay up all night
Writing your name
We'll do the things that
You like