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
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 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