"HAPPY HOUR". THE HOUSEMARTINS.

HAPPY HOUR

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It´s happy hour again I think I might be happy if I wasn´t out with them And they´re happy it´s 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 bass 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 it´s never really happened to me {It´s happy hour again} Don´t believe it ´Cause they speak a different language And it´s never really happened to me {It´s happy hour again} It´s 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.