That Old Lazy Susan

You know what they say ‘bout that old lazy Susan She goes round and round, like a race car that’s cruisin’ Can’t slow it down, in perpetual motion Where she will stop is an interesting notion She’s seen a few years, a few cracks here and there But she still does the job so then, what do we care And though she’s adept at handling passes She always winds up holding everyone’s glasses The children do love her, an old family friend Especially the one with the arm on the mend So no matter the day and the time of your choosin’ You can always rely on that old lazy Susan