You're asking all these questions While you lie fast in your bed You're-a twiddling your thumbs While you got a high price on your head You know all of the answers, yes ya do But you still be asking why You're an eight ball boy Till the day you die Hey boy, what will you do Hey boy, what will you do Poor boy, what will you do With you Hey boy, what will you do Young man whatever will you do with you Poor boy, what will you do With you Life ain't worth livin' if livin' is all We can do and all we can do Is wait for the call Hey boy, what will you do Hey boy, what will you do What will you do, what will ya do, yea With you Waiting Can't you see I'm waiting For someone To pass along the way Lady, dear lady Can't you see I'm lazy Let's spend the night And sleep away the day Hey mister man Won't you please take my hand And lead me around For as long as you can Hey boy, what will you do Hey boy, what will you do What will you do, what will you do, yeah With With you Why don't you take the time to get to know me Instead of walkin' round just like you own me Sunny days are few and far between You think you got me wrapped around your finger Wait until that fleeting feeling lingers Then again, things are never what they seem