i'm fond of worlds
that sizzle much
i get blue, when subdued
oh yeah
i'm acclimated
to touch up
lovely golden tans
don't like blizzards
let me make that plain
can't stand
inky clouds
and their sulky colored terror
filled with drops of dew
cryin' from my eyes
when the land is hazy
in the wintertime
its so depressing
when my life
is in shade
i'm discouraged
an irrational cuss
i'm feelin' sick when the sun is down
down and inflicted, i fret...and...frown
i'm feelin' sick when the sun is down
life is superior, come the sun
life is superior, come the sun
life is superior, come the sun
life is superior, come the sun
happiness is a warm sun
happiness is a warm sun, mama
when i'm cold, ooh...there's alarm
oh yeah
and i need a sliver of your shimmer
oh yeah
and when its blotted, i feel it does harm
oh yeah
cause happiness is a warm sun, mama
happiness is a warm sun
yes, it is
happiness is a warm...
yes, it is
sun
well , don't you know that happiness
is a warm sun, yeah
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