2011年12月7日

If it makes you happy

I've been long, a long way from here 
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitoes, 
And drank til I was thirsty again 
We went searching through thrift store jungles 
Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo 
And Benny Goodman's corset and pen 

Well, o.k. I made this up 
I promised you I'd never give up 

If it makes you happy 
It can't be that bad 
If it makes you happy 
Then why the hell are you so sad 

You get down, real low down 
You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train 
Well who hasn't been there before? 
I come round, around the hard way 
Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread 
And serve you french toast again 

Well, o.k. I still get stoned 
I'm not the kind of girl you'd take home 

If it makes you happy 
It can't be that bad 
If it makes you happy 
Then why the hell are you so sad 

We've been far, far away from here 
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos 
And everywhere in between 
Well, o.k. we get along 
So what if right now everything's wrong? 

If it makes you happy 
It can't be that bad 
If it makes you happy 
Then why the hell are you so sad 

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