[Verse 1]|The fish ain't biting today|That's okay 'cause it's not why I came|I'd rather lay around in the shade|Think about how the clouds are all made|[Chorus]|As I sit here getting high|I see your bobber sinking low|Looks like you got one on the line|Let's fry em up baby it's almost dinnertime||[Verse 2]|There ain't no fish in here|Guess I might as well grab another beer|Ain't nothing better on a Sunday|Then waiting for the fish to come my way||[Chorus]|The sun is getting low|And you're looking pretty high|Looks like I got one on the line|Let's fry em up mama it's almost dinnertime||[SOLO]||[Verse 3]|I ain't done shit all day [radio edit: I ain't done nothing all day]|You're even lucky that the coffee got made|I'd rather lay around in the shade|Try and figure out what the clouds have been saying|The fire's getting low |And we're both a little high|Looks like we've got one on the line|Let's fry em up baby it's almost dinnertime||[SOLO]