On a dark street on back seat of his car
Him and her where there going they're going too far
On the floor by the door of her house
She screams "ah-ooh" she sounds just like a mouse
Now picture you with me on a lonely beach
We'll see how high we both can reach can you hear us all say ooh-ee
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
You see him sing her in the rain in the middle of night
You just couldn't put up put up a silly fight
You're in the tub scrub and scrub ah-ooh-ah
My baby just couldn't miss out on some of that fun
Now picture you with me on a lonely beach
We'll see how high we both can reach can you hear us all say ooh-ee
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
It's so much better than feeling sad it's something hard about being mad
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making just making just making happy happy happy happy
On a dark street on back seat of his car
Him and her where there going they're going too far
On the floor by the door of her house
She screams "ah-ooh" she sounds just like a mouse
Now picture you with me on a lonely beach
We'll see how high we both can reach can you hear us all say ooh-ee
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Just making happy making happy happy happy happy
Writer(s): Mark R. Harris, Crystal Waters, Neal Brian Conway
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