Chorus: I'm happy as a corgi in a sweater wearing booties walking kindly through the leaves in the middle of the fall. I'm peachy as a puppy sitting soundly in a ladies lap, watching all the birds fly this-a-way and that.
Some say, I'm not happy, I should smile They say I'm as rough as a crocodile They don't know that my joy is true They don't that my love is you
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Next to her I'll stand, In her fingers she'll, have my hand Crouch on down for a kiss Plant a wet one on her lips
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When the days come to end I'll still be here, be her friend And when tomorrow rolls around Still be smiling, the love I've found