IF IT MAKES YOUR HAPPY (Sheryl Crow)

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 searching trought thrift store jungles,
found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo and Benny Godmann's corset and pen.
Well ok.
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, scrap the mold off the bread,
and serve you french toast again.
Well ok.
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 ok.
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.