Fills me with delight,
When I think of all that I'll do,
It fills me with enjoyment,
Much more than employment,
And a satisfied sigh, long and true.
Some say that men think
Too much of these things,
And I guess there's some truth in all that,
But what can I say?
I love it, yay-hey!
It's wonderful and that's a fact.
My mind is one-tracked,
That's the truth, quite exact,
Maybe I should not speak of it here,
But it brings so much joy
To this happy boy,
So I'll speak of it, yes, loud and clear.
So what will I be doing
That's so heart-renewing,
And fills me with calm, oh so deep?
Well what did you think?
Will I empty the sink?
No way, pal, I'm going to sleep!