Paroles: Lyle Lovett. It's Not Big It's Large. Make It Happy.

Slap my baby on the
Make it happy
Slap my baby on the
Make it fun
Slap my baby on the
Make it happy
I'm a happy son-of-a-gun

Well i'm going to the grocery
On the corner
For to buy me a coke and some gum
Well i'm going to the grocery
On the corner
I'm a drinking, chewing son-of-a-gun

Well i whistle when i'm walking
In the summer
Well i whistle in the spring
And the fall
Well i whistle when i'm walking
In the winter
Or else i don't go walking at all

You know i wake up early
In the morning
You know i work until my day is done
You know when i come home late
In the eveving
I'm a happy son-of-a-gun