I've been a long... long way from here.
Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos,
&
Drank 'till I was thirsty again.
We went searchin' through thrift store jungles.
Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo.
&
Benny Goodman's corset & 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 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 comic's in bed.
Scrape the mold off the bread.
&
Serve you french toast again.
Well... Ok... I still get stoned.
I'm not the kinda 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.
&
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? |
