Marguerite is always sleeping
In the class she dreams away
Monday I wrote her a note
I slipped it in her quilted coat
But Marguerite was fast asleep
She?s always sleeping, always sleeping
Lazy Marguerite
Marguerite plays in the evening
Sometimes she?s awake till day
Cigarettes and city walls
And smiling Chinese paper dolls
But in the day she?s always sleeping
Always sleeping always sleeping
Lazy Marguerite
Marguerite is always sick
She hasn?t been to school for days
Known too much and grown too fine
She lies in bed till 8 or 9
And won't get up for suppertime
She?s always sleeping, always sleeping
Lazy Marguerite
Marguerite is fast asleep and
All day long she dreams away
In a tone so sweet and low
I whispered that I love her so
And prayed the Lord her soul to keep
But Marguerite was fast asleep
She?s always sleeping, always sleeping
Always sleeping always sleeping
Lazy Marguerite