the griswalds - Happy hour | Текст песни

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Its happy hour again, I think I might be happy if I wasn’t out with them
And they’re happy its a lovely place to be, Happy that the fire is real the barman is a she
Where the haircuts smile, And the meaning of style, Is a night out with the boss
Where you win or you lose, And its them who choose, And if you don’t win then you’ve lost

What a good place to be, Don’t believe it
cause they speak a different language, And its never really happened to me
Don’t believe it, oh no, its never happy hour for me

Its another night out with the boss, Following in footsteps overgrown with moss
And they tell me that women grow on trees, And if you catch them right they will land upon their knees
Where they open all their wallets, And they close all their minds, And they love to buy you all a drink
And then we ask all the questions, And you take all your clothes off, And go back to the kitchen sink

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