If It Makes You Happy sing and play along

I've been long,

a long way from here.

Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos,

and drank 'til I was thirsty again.

We went search ing

through thrift store jungles,

found Geronimo's rifle, the 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,

a real low from down.

You listen to trane, derail your own train.

Well, who 'til hasn't been there before?

I come 'round, ing

around the hard way.

Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread,

tos, and serve you french man's toast set 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?

You get down,

sad? 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 sad?