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Intro C G F Verse 1
CDonG't gFot no job, living in the mob of the conglomerate of the G-O-L-E-T-A No time to sit and write a rhyme, there's things I gotta do and I gotta get it done today No pass to sit myself down on the grass and relax as the ducks pass forth and back in the lagoon No explanation for the motivational constipation, if this is gonna be my station I'd better win the lottery soon
Pre-Chorus
GThere's a million reasons for me to be complaining FAnd abstaining from the complication I'll be facing GIf I don't get my work doFne GBut there's a million more that come before FNo metaphor could define or Gdescribe the way I feel When I'm under tFhis California Gsun
Chorus
CI'mG jusFt dandy, lying in the midday heat CI'mG jusFt dandy, trying to stay on me feet CI'mG jusFt dandy, don't care if I'm not understood, cause When Glife's this good it ainC't easy to do what I should
Verse 2 (same as Verse 1) I got my friends, I don't need to pretend around them, they all like more for the goofy guy that I be Got my guitar, a voice that carries far enough to blend into the music, making a sweet harmony Got my gal, she's a wonderful pal, a morale booster, she makes great company I got my fam, I always try to meet their demands if I can, I plan to make them happy cause that's what they're making me Pre-Chorus I can't think of a way to say thanks enough to those who Taught me all I know and to the good Lord above And I'm not saying that nobody'd ever bring me down But I'm warning you it'll be tough Chorus I'm just dandy, lying in the summer heat I'm just dandy, trying to stay on me feet I'm just dandy, don't you know that I would if I could, but When life's this good it ain't easy to do what I should Verse 3 (C G F--listen for specific timing) Do what I could, what I should, maybe babe, hey say that I'm okay Do what I could, what I should, maybe I'll just do what I may There's a whole lot I gotta get done today and maybe I'll get to it when I'm done with all my play Won't you take a little break from the decisions you make and the stress you take and just get away I'm no hippie but I sure think that it would be nifty if we got together and we let the music flow swiftly From our musical vicinity listen to me and maybe you can see the visions I'm inspired to see So clear when I'm near to my dear songbook Take a little old look at the jam that I cook when I stir it up I give a little nip/tuck,I shuck all the pressure all the stress, sure Everything is uptight, alright Superstition ain't the mission my decision is to kick it back into remission Stop the fission that is splitting all the good girls and boys from the noise they be missing That they need to be jamming to, there's things I gotta do today that I ain't gonna do But I would, if I could, and I should but I don't and I won't Which means I can't, but I will grant you this song, and it's a long song now I don't know how I let it get so damn strung out I think it's time to let it fade out How 'bout one more time with the chorus? That's what I'm talking about Repeat Chorus