LAZY YOUNG SLOB

When I was young I remember my Dad
Always had something to say.
And what he told me I want to forget
Before my hair goes grey.

He said Son, you are a lazy young slob,
And that's the way you'll stay.
Then you will change to a lazy old slob
Until your dying day.

When I was eighteen I left my old school
But didn't know what I could be.
Then I recalled what my father had said,
So many times to me.

He said Son, you are a lazy young slob,
And that's the way you'll stay.
Then you will change to a lazy old slob
Until your dying day.

One of these days I probably will
Get a job and start a new life.
You never know that one day in the future
I might even find a nice wife.

But until then, I'll be a lazy young slob,
And that's the way I'll stay.
Then I might change to a lazy old slob
Until my dying day.