Tekster:
The Partridge Family Come On Get Happy

' on Somethin' always happens whenever we're together We get a happy feelin' when we're singin' a song Travelin' along, there's a song that we're singin' Come on, get happy

don't want to be I couldn't take another day like yesterday I'm dead on my feet from walking the street I need somebody to help me find my way I've gotta get

life is made of? Though it worries me to say I've never felt this way Believe me you really don't have to worry I only want to make you happy And if

you on my mind And I woke up in love this morning, I woke up in love this morning Went to sleep with you on my mind Do dreams come true, well if they

up her picture and you kiss her It's one of those things for the pain it brings You say to yourself, "Hey, couldn't I live without it?" Well, I think so, on

eyes of the crowd I'm a do nothing kind of a guy Who'll just live and die In the eyes of the crowd I'm another poor Joe on the street Can't get on my

Stephanie, whose eyes are blue What would life be like with you I've just been wondering and I'd sure like to see If you've been a thinkin' the same about

Everybody's going places, Doing things Look at all the smiling faces sing, (Chorus) Havin a ball, doin their number Havin a ball, gettin it on. Together

want to go home, and help me get home Point me in the direction of Albuquerque I need to get home, need to get home Showed me a ticket for a Greyhound