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 it's 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