Sheryl Crow "If It Makes You Happy" Слова песни

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?

Ako te cini sretnim

Bila sam daleko,daleko odavdeNosila ponco i svirala komarcimai pila...dok nisam bila zedna ponovo.Trazili smo po dzunglama radnji sa koristenom robom,Nasli Dzeronimovu pusku,Merilinin sampon i Beni Gudmanov korzet i lepezu .

Dobro,ovo sam izmislila,Obecala sam ti da nikada necu odustati.

Ako te cinim sretnim,Ne mogu biti toliko losa,Ako te cinim sretnim,Zasto si do djavola toliko tuzan?

Postanes potisten,jako jakoSlusas Koltraina ,iskaces iz svojih tracnica.Dobro,ko to vec nije iskusio ?Vracam se ,obilazeci tezi put,Donesem ti stripove u krevet i sastruzem budj s hljebai ponovo ti serviram francuski tost.

Dobro,jos uvijek se napusim,Nisam vrsta djevojke koju bi vodio kuci.

Ako te cinim sretnim,Ne mogu biti toliko losa,Ako te cinim sretnim,Zasto si dodjavola tako tuzan ? (2x)

Mi smo bili,daleko,jako daleko odavde,nosili ponco i svirali komarcima,I sve izmedju toga,Dobro,mi se slazemo,Pa sta,ako je sada,sve krivo.

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