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I tell you that I’m happy and again you don’t believe me boy I still can’t seem to figure out just why
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With every good thing that I do and in the gleeful way I’m telling you I thought by now you’d see it in my smile
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but now I guess that I’m the fool and I shoulda known the golden rule, that happiness is just a
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state of mind.

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Happiness it’s not something to mumble
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Happiness shouldn’t be so rough and tumble
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it’s much sweeter than sugar and it’s bubblier than bubbles
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Happy, happiness

All the wine and roses, all the dances and cool poses don’t do anything to illustrate my joy
You think that I’m tricking you, some grand scheme I’ve plotted through but I’m not smart enough for such a ploy.
so here’s the truth I hope it fits, I do admit I’ve rehearsed a bit, ‘cause this has been a role that I’ve enjoyed.

Happiness it’s not something you should mumble
Happiness shouldn’t be so rough and tumble
it’s much sweeter than sugar and it’s bubblier than bubbles
Happy, happiness

I did my best gave it a shot but all is lost it’s gone to pot and now I’m left here drying my sad eyes
my back is hunched my body slack a listless empty old sad sack. you said hit the road get outta sight.
so next time i’m around your way, I’ll grin at you, be sure to say, “hey, OK We know that you were right.”.

Happiness it’s not something to mumble
Happiness shouldn’t be so rough and tumble
it’s much sweeter than sugar and it’s bubblier than bubbles
it’s giggly and it’s goofy and its cuddlier than bunnies
it’s much sweeter than sugar and it’s bubblier than bubbles
Happy, happiness