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