Andrew Lippa, Taye Diggs, Brian D’Arcy James, Julia Murney - Make Me Happy lyrics
[Andrew Lippa, Taye Diggs, Brian D’Arcy James, Julia Murney - Make Me Happy lyrics]
BURRS holding a gun now let's see
Pointing at Queenie We've got one
Pointing at Black We've got two we've got
Ooh three one: too: many for me
Who's it gonna be? Take one step
Go on, make one move show your love
You've got a chance to prove it knock me out
Come on, jump right in brother, lose o win
You're gonna make me happy break my heart
Go on, tell me lies big surprise
Look how you emphasize it call my bluff
Come on, make me choose sugar, win or lose
You're gonna make happy
In my hands your future was golden
Now it's what I hold in my palm
In my hands you made a good living
Giving me the quiet and calm
In my hands you promised forever
But, I see you're dropping the ball
In my hands you fly
Or you fall!
Burrs, you dog shut your hole
You don't know this girl play her Do tell
And you gotta wake up early don't push me
Don't push me drop that gun Oh, right
Come on, take it slow i'm growing weary
Let her go
And you're gonna make me happy and
That doesn't make me happy
Burrs, my sweet queenie, mine
What a long
Hot night Sweet as wine What are you doing?
Let's not fight i want you, I need you
No need to get excited Love, love, love
Love Are you crazy? Here I come
Let me love you
Go on, let me in Don't be stupid
Burrs, you win
You're gonna make me You're gonna make
Me You're here to make me happy happy happy
In my hands the future is crying
Rising high or dying in vain
In my hands Salvation is nearing
Steering me from permanent pain
With my hands I'm asking a question
But, I know the answer too well in my hands:
Heaven or Hell
Who's it gonna be? Who's it gonna be?
Who's it gonna be? Who's it gonna be?
Who's it gonna be? He says he'll die for you
Well, now don't you wanna know?
Don't you wanna know?
Would he really die for you
Or is that just the after-dinner show?
We've got a situation or get off the pot
So what do you say you wanna give her away?
Or do you wanna get
On our knees? Stay calm
Time is running out Stay cool you crazy fool
Scream and shout Burrs, You think she
Nobody cares about you Queenie cares
About you Cares about you?!
Burrs point the gun at Black
Burrsie Don't do it life is shot
Whether you're here or not
Burrsie Don't do it
Gone to pot Burrsie Don't do it
May you rot Burrsie No, no, no, no
Burning hot burrsie, Burrsie, Burrsie
No, no, no, nO!
Burrsie!
What?!
Please make me laugh please make me smile
Please stop this song and dance for a while
Don't make me hurt don't make me cry
Don't make me cry
Don't make me have to do or die
How many girls have let me down?
Shhh burrsie
Easy
How many girls would love a clown?
From now until forever you can be
The live of the party
Maybe I can be the king of the hill?
How I want to be there, running the who
Until it's time to go or till it's time to
Pointing at Queenie We've got one
Pointing at Black We've got two we've got
Ooh three one: too: many for me
Who's it gonna be? Take one step
Go on, make one move show your love
You've got a chance to prove it knock me out
Come on, jump right in brother, lose o win
You're gonna make me happy break my heart
Go on, tell me lies big surprise
Look how you emphasize it call my bluff
Come on, make me choose sugar, win or lose
You're gonna make happy
In my hands your future was golden
Now it's what I hold in my palm
In my hands you made a good living
Giving me the quiet and calm
In my hands you promised forever
But, I see you're dropping the ball
In my hands you fly
Or you fall!
Burrs, you dog shut your hole
You don't know this girl play her Do tell
And you gotta wake up early don't push me
Don't push me drop that gun Oh, right
Come on, take it slow i'm growing weary
Let her go
And you're gonna make me happy and
That doesn't make me happy
Burrs, my sweet queenie, mine
What a long
Hot night Sweet as wine What are you doing?
Let's not fight i want you, I need you
No need to get excited Love, love, love
Love Are you crazy? Here I come
Let me love you
Go on, let me in Don't be stupid
Burrs, you win
You're gonna make me You're gonna make
Me You're here to make me happy happy happy
In my hands the future is crying
Rising high or dying in vain
In my hands Salvation is nearing
Steering me from permanent pain
With my hands I'm asking a question
But, I know the answer too well in my hands:
Heaven or Hell
Who's it gonna be? Who's it gonna be?
Who's it gonna be? Who's it gonna be?
Who's it gonna be? He says he'll die for you
Well, now don't you wanna know?
Don't you wanna know?
Would he really die for you
Or is that just the after-dinner show?
We've got a situation or get off the pot
So what do you say you wanna give her away?
Or do you wanna get
On our knees? Stay calm
Time is running out Stay cool you crazy fool
Scream and shout Burrs, You think she
Nobody cares about you Queenie cares
About you Cares about you?!
Burrs point the gun at Black
Burrsie Don't do it life is shot
Whether you're here or not
Burrsie Don't do it
Gone to pot Burrsie Don't do it
May you rot Burrsie No, no, no, no
Burning hot burrsie, Burrsie, Burrsie
No, no, no, nO!
Burrsie!
What?!
Please make me laugh please make me smile
Please stop this song and dance for a while
Don't make me hurt don't make me cry
Don't make me cry
Don't make me have to do or die
How many girls have let me down?
Shhh burrsie
Easy
How many girls would love a clown?
From now until forever you can be
The live of the party
Maybe I can be the king of the hill?
How I want to be there, running the who
Until it's time to go or till it's time to