She says her faith is a personal thing
Never catch her out on a street, witnessing
She says it's just between God and herself
Yeah, ain't the business of nobody else

But that girl don't know what she's saying
'Cause your faith don't mean a thing
Until you give it away

Lazy Jane
Why don't you come alive?
Whoa, Lazy Jane
Why don't you give it a try?

She's got a Bible, sits by her bed
It's never opened and never read
The girl, she prays three times a day
For each meal or just to get an A

But that girl don't know what it means
To fall in love with Jesus and to really be free

Lazy Jane
Why don't you come alive?
Whoa, Lazy Jane
Why don't you give it a try?

Whoa, Lazy Jane
Why don't you come alive?
Whoa, Lazy, Lazy Jane
Come on and give it a try
You're so lazy, Jane

The girl she loves to dance, she's hooked on Mtv
And a Harlequin romance is her favorite thing to read
She's into aerobics, she does it every day
Her body looks so good, but her soul is out of shape

Lazy Jane
Oh, you're so lazy
L-L-Lazy Jane

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, Lazy Jane
Oh, you're just a little schoolgirl
But you're living like a fool, girl
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, Lazy Jane
Lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, crazy Jane
Lazy Jane
Oh, it's time to make a little change, girl
Oh, oh, Lazy Jane