I belong
a long way
from here
Put on a poncho
Played for mosquitos
and drank till I
was thirsty again
We were
searching
Through thrift
store jungles
Found Geronimo's rifle
Marilyn's shampoo
and Benny Bloomers
corset in film
And okay
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 poetry
De-rail your own train
and realise you've
been there before
I come round
Round the
hard way
Bring you
comics in bed,
scrape the mould
off your bread
And serve you
french toast again
And okay
I still get stoned
I'm not the
Kinda girl you
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
We've been far,
far away
from here
Put on a poncho
Played for mosquitos
and everywhere
in between
Well okay,
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
If it makes
you happy
It can't be
that bad...
If it makes
you happy