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