Your, your lazy eye can't understand

What a nice time we're having

Your, your lazy eye stares at the fan

Spinning around the ceiling

Your, your lazy eye

You and your, your lazy eye

I just can't stand it

Should I cherish every imperfection

Just like God planned it that way?

My, my weary mind might know no joy

You say it's a bit unstable

Your, your lazy eye checks out the boys

that sit at the other table

Your, your lazy eye

You and your, your lazy eye

It drives me crazy

Does it have to act like that forever?

Not really lazy after all

Your, your lazy eye stares into space

What a nice time it's having

Your, your lazy eye drifts from your face

It dreams of a new beginning

Your, your lazy eye

You and your, your lazy eye