Gone Fishin’ The Manhattan Transfer

I'll tell you why I can't find you
Every time I go out to your place.....

You gone fishin' (Well how you know?)
Well there's a sign upon your door (Uh-huh)
Gone fishin' (I'm real gone man)
You ain't workin' anymore (Could be)
There's your hoe out in the sun
Where you left a row half done
You claim that hoein' ain't no fun (But I can prove it)
You ain't got no ambition
Gone fishin' by a shady-wady pool (Shangri-la, really la)
I'm wishin' I could be that kind of fool (Should I twist your arm?)
I'd say no more work for mine (Welcome to the club)
On my door I'd hang a sign
Gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin'

I stopped by your place a time or two lately
And you aren't home either

Well, I'm a busy man, Louis
I got a lotta big deals cookin'
I was probably tied up at the studio

You weren't tied up, you dog
You was just plain old.....