Going Nowhere Slow
Tried not to laugh
When we called in sick
And we crawled back in bed
Girl, you gotta admit
Nothing better than having
Nothing better to do
We can do what we want
And all I want is you
Chorus:
There’s just something ‘bout doing nothing
There’s a world out there, but we don’t care cuz
No sense rushing this lazy loving
We got all day girl, what do ya say
We stay at home, laying low
Going nowhere slow
How ‘bout a little bit of
Breakfast in bed
You’ll scramble the eggs
And I’ll burn the bread
We’ll watch black and white movies
Till we get bored
Then we’ll go undercover
Love a little more
Bridge:
Oh, oh, oh, oh, we got nowhere to go
Oh, oh, oh, oh going nowhere slow
Oh, oh, oh, oh, come on baby let’s go
Oh,oh,oh,oh, going nowhere slow
© 2014 John Cirillo/Sam Gyllenhaal
John Cirillo - Songwriter