I been long, a long way from here
Put on a poncho and played for mosquitoes
And drank 'til I was thirsty again
We went searchin', through thrift store jungles
Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo
And Benny Goodman's corset and pen
Well, okay, I made this up
I promised 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?
Well, okay, 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?
If it makes you happy
It can't be that bad
If it makes you happy
Then why the hell are you so sad?
Then why the hell are you so sad?
Then why the hell are you so sad?
We've been far, far away from here
Put on a poncho and played for mosquitoes
And everywhere in between
If it makes you happy