Happy

First you take off your hat Then you take off those brand new shoes Say, ''Hey George, what've you got to lose?'' With my hand on your thigh I just look you in the eye And say, "Not a whole lot baby But a whole lot more than you" I can make you happy (Yeah, yeah) Don't you know that? She said I can make you happy Boys and girls, the ones who kiss and tell Why should we have to believe them? No, I don't understand how any woman, how any man Can say, ''Lay me down, lay me down'' For that big stash-cheap cash-think about the money I can make you happy (Yeah, yeah) Don't you know that? He said I can make you happy I've seen you in the corner with your rub-it-on tan Hitching a ride, could be a woman or a man Gonna get what you want before too long Gonna take your opportunities right or wrong Some bald guy with a seven-year itch? You don't dig men but you'll f**k'em if they're rich You can't be with me You're a lowlife, daughter of a son of a bitch