If It Makes You Happy

I've been long, a long way from herePut on a poncho, played for mosquitos,And drank til I was thirsty againWe went searching through thrift store junglesFound Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampooAnd Benny Goodman's corset and penWell, o.k. I made this upI promised you I'd never give upIf it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sadYou 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 againWell, o.k. I still get stonedI'm not the kind of girl you'd take homeIf it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sadIf it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sadWe've been far, far away from herePut on a poncho, played for mosquitosAnd 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 sadIf it makes you happyIt can't be that badIf it makes you happyThen why the hell are you so sad