Best Coast - If It Makes You Happy Lyrics

I've been a long, a long way from here
I put on a poncho and played for mosquitoes
And drank 'til I was thirsty again
We went searching through thrift store jungles
Found Geronimo's rifle and Marilyn's shampoo
And Benny Goodman's cursive pen

Well, 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?

I get down, real low down
You listen to Coltrane and derail your own train
Well, who hasn't been there before?
I come around, around the hard way
Bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread
And serve you French toast again

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?