I don't need L.A., or fun in Saint-Tropez
People don't impress me by being fancy
I'm a normal guy, I love my normal life
I'm happy in my backyard

Or driving in my car, with the windows down
And the music loud, I got my Ray-Bans on
And I'm driving in my car
I got nothing but love, I got nowhere to go
And I'm screaming out loud
That I'm happy with what I got
You know I'm happy with what I got
Oh, I'm happy with what I got
Yeah, I'm happy with what I got

The other day I heard, I'm so fucking down to earth
But he wears sweatpants from Gucci, flies to Tokyo for sushi and
I've learned this in life, happiness ain't got no price
I'm just happy in my backyard

Or driving in my car, with the windows down
And the music loud, I got my Ray-Bans on
And I'm driving in my car
I got nothing but love, I got nowhere to go
And I'm screaming out loud
That I'm happy with what I got
You know I'm happy with what I got
Oh, I'm happy with what I got
Yeah, I'm happy with what I got
Whoa, I'm happy with what I got
Oh, I'm happy with what I got

With the windows down
And the music loud, I got my Ray-Bans on
And I'm driving in my car
I got nothing but love, I got nowhere to go
And I'm screaming out loud
That I'm happy with what I got
You know I'm happy with what I got
Oh, I'm happy with what I got
Yeah, I'm happy with what I got
That I'm happy with what I got
You know I'm happy with what I got
Oh, I'm happy with what I got (yes, I am)
Yeah, I'm happy with what I got
Oh, I'm happy with what I got (oh)
You know I'm happy with what I got (I am)
Oh, I'm happy with what I got (yes, I am)
Yeah, I'm happy with what I got (whoa)