Happy - George Michael

First you take of your hat

Then you take of those brand new shoes

Say 'Hey George, what’ve you got to lose?'

With my hand on yur 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?

She 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 oppurtunities

Right or wrong

Some poor cow with a seven-year itch?

You don’t dig men

But you’ll fuch 'em if they’re rich

You can’t be--with me You’re a low life, daughterofasonofabitch