If You Want To Make Me Happy

What'll it be? He asked

What do you need tonight?

Something cold to drown the fire

Something hot to stir one up?

I'll make it simple I said

Just two things I'll request

That bottle by your shoulder

And some quarters for these dollars

'Cause if you wanna make me happy

Pour me Bourbon on the rocks

And play every sad song on the jukebox

Songs of loving and leaving, lying and cheating

Songs of hurting and crying and even songs of dying

If you wanna make me happy

Pour me Bourbon on the rocks

And play every sad song on the jukebox

A woman, he asked

She left you I bet

I've seen that look that's in your eyes

On a many other face

"That's right" I said

I deserved it I guess

But it still hurts me all alone

At night there by myself

So if you wanna make me happy

Pour me Bourbon on the rocks

And play every sad song on the jukebox

Songs of loving and leaving, lying and cheating

Songs of hurting and crying, and even songs of dying

If you wanna make me happy

Pour me Bourbon on the rocks

And play every sad song on the jukebox

If you wanna make me happy

Pour me Bourbon on the rocks

And play every sad song on the jukebox