The sweetest song ever written

I'm not generally a White Stripes fan. I don't like their music. I don't like the way they dress. And although I have been accused of sun-phobia, even I think Jack is just too darn pale. However, their song "We're going to be friends" is just about the sweetest song ever written. I loved it from the moment I first stumbled upon it a few years back. I've been listening to it on repeat along with the other songs on my 'Songs that make me happy' mix. I think this is the 4th time I've heard it this evening. Why am I listening to my 'Songs that make me happy' mix, you ask? Cause I'm in a really good mood and sometimes good moods require happy music. Plus, I was doing a bit of cleaning and happy music always makes the process a bit easier. The mix also includes:

Dixie Chicks - Wide Open Spaces
Jason Mraz - I'll Do Anything
Petula Clark - Downtown (my all time favorite song in the world!!!!)
Cat Stevens - The Wind
John Denver - Rocky Mountain High
Paul Simon - Me and Julio Down by the Schoolyard
Natasha Bedingfield - These Words
Salt & Pepa - Shoop
Rob Base and DJ EZ Rock - It Takes Two
Iz - Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World
Ben Harper - Blessed to Be a Witness
Sade - It's Only Love That Gets You Through
Paul Simon - Under African Skies
OutKast - So Fresh and So Clean
Billy Bragg & Natalie Merchant - I Was Born

Now if that list of songs doesn't make you smile, I don't know what will?

Lyrics to "We're Going to Be Friends"

fall is here, hear the yell
back to school, ring the bell
brand new shoes, walking blues
climb the fence, book and pens
i can tell that we are gonna be friends

walk with me, suzy lee
through the park, by the tree
we will rest upon the ground
and look at all the bugs we've found
then safely walk to school without a sound
well here we are, no one else
we walked to school all by ourselves
there's dirt on our uniforms
from chasing all the ants and worms
we clean up and now it's time to learn

numbers, letters, learn to spell
nouns, and books, and show and tell
at playtime we will throw the ball
back to class, through the hall
teacher marks our height against the wall
and we don't notice any time pass
we don't notice anything
we sit side by side in every class
teacher thinks that i sound funny
but she likes the way you sing

tonight i'll dream while i'm in bed
when silly thoughts go through my head
about the bugs and alphabet
and when i wake tomorrow i'll bet
that you and i will walk together again
cause i can tell that we are going to be friends