HOUSEMARTINS - Happy Hour lyrics

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It's happy hour again<br>I think I might be happy if I wasn't out with them<br>And they're happy it's a lovely place to be<br>Happy that the fire is real the barman is a she<br>Where the haircuts smile<br>And the meaning of style<br>Is a night out with the bass<br>Where you win or you lose<br>And it's them who choose<br>And if you don't win then you've lost<br><br>What a good place to be<br>Don't believe it<br>'cause they speak a different language<br>And it's never really happened to me<br>{it's happy hour again}<br>Don't believe it<br>'cause they speak a different language<br>And it's never really happened to me<br>{it's happy hour again}<br><br>It's another night out with the boss<br>Following in footsteps overgrown with moss<br>And they tell me that women grow on trees<br>And if you catch them right they will land upon their knees<br><br>Where they open all their wallets<br>And they close all their minds<br>And they love to buy you all a drink<br>And then we ask all the questions<br>And you take all your clothes off<br>And go back to the kitchen sink