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
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