I've been longA long way from herePut on a poncho, played for mosquitoesAnd drank 'til I was thirsty again
We went searchin'Through thrift store junglesFound Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampooAnd Benny Goodman's corset and pen
Well, okay, 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?
We get downA real low downYou listen to Coltrane, derail your own trainWell, who hasn't been there before?
I come proudAround the hard wayBring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the breadAnd serve you French toast again
Well, okay, 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 farFar away from herePut on a poncho, played for mosquitoesAnd everywhere in between
Well, okay, 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?
If it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sad?