Lyrics Happy Song - Robbie Williams

Happy Song

Let’s all make babies and salsa from Sainsbury’s
'Cos this is a happy song
Play on my pink flute, butt naked from Beirut
'Cos this is a happy song
You need a mood maker then go meet my tailor
I know it’s going too fast
Your sister your brother, his mistress your lover
Is getting on with it
Yeah, I’m feeling so debonair, send you my love 'cos I care
This is a love song, we bring news from Jamaica
Goose step through Gangland and drive Chitty Bang Bang
'Cos this is a happy song
Bosnians and Kurds, back with some big bird
Who’s singing a happy song
Fly in the sunshine, get there at your own time
You tell us if I’m in Hong Kong
Your sister your brother, his mistress your lover
Just singing a happy song
Yeah, I’m feeling so debonair, send you my love 'cos I care
This is a love song, we bring news from Jamaica
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Yeah, I’m feeling so debonair, everything’s up in the air
Tease me from bedtime, we bring news from Jamaica
Yeah, I’m feeling so debonair, send you my love 'cos I care
This is a love song, we bring news from Jamaica