Weekends in bed, no scrambled eggs or bacon, I just have time for you. Bags on the grass, heads in the clouds, we close our eyes, enjoy the view. And we don't want to hear the real world passing by, saying that we're crazy. We spend all our time lying side by side, going nowhere, it's really something, getting busy, doing nothing. We spend all our time running from our lives, going nowhere, it's really something, getting busy, doing nothing. No magazines or DVDs, we've both got better things to do. I hold your hand, shall we dance together, it's just so hard to choose. And every time we hear the whole world rushing by, I know that we're not crazy. We spend all our time lying side by side, going nowhere, it's really something, getting busy, doing nothing. We spend all our time running from our lives, going nowhere, it's really something, getting busy, doing nothing. Doing nothing. Should be working hard instead of lying here naked, phone rings but I won't take it. Cause you only get one life, you only get one life. All our time lying side by side, going nowhere, it's really something, getting busy, doing nothing. We spend all our time running from our lives, going nowhere, it's really something, getting busy, doing nothing. All our time. Doing nothing. All our time. Getting busy, doing nothing.