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 fuck'em if they're rich
You can't be with me
You're a lowlife, daughter of a son of a bitch