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 through thrift store jungles Found Geronimo's rifle, Marilyn's shampoo And Benny Goodman's corset and pen
Well, o.k. I made this up I promised you I'd never give up
Chorus: 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, scrape the mold off the bread And serve you french toast again
Well, o.k. I still get stoned I'm not the kind of girl you'd take home
Chorus
We've been far, far away from here Put on a poncho, played for mosquitos And everywhere in between Well, o.k. we get along So what if right now everything's wrong?