If It Makes You Happy
I've been long, a long way from herePut on a poncho, played for mosquitoes,And drank till I was thirsty againWe went searching through thrift store junglesFound Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampooAnd Benny Goodman's corset and fan
Well, OK I made this upI promised you I'd never give up
If it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sad
You get down, real low downYou listen to Coltrane, derail your own trainWell who hasn't been there before?I come round, around the hard wayBring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the breadAnd serve you French toast again
Well, OK I still get stonedI'm not the kind of girl you'd take home
If it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sad
If it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sad
We've been far, far away from herePut on a poncho, played for mosquitoesAnd everywhere in betweenWell, o.k. we get alongSo what if right now everything's wrong?
If it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sad?