happy hour

Its happy hour again I think
I might be happy if I wasnt out with them
And theyre 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 dont win then youve lost
What a good place to be dont believe her
Cause they speak a different language
And its never really happened to me
(Its happy hour again)
Dont believe her oh no
Cause its never really happened to me
(Its happy hour again)
Oh woah woah
Its another night out with the boss
Following in footsteps overgrown with moss
And he tells 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
What a good place to be dont believe her
Cause they speak a different language
And its never really happened to me
(Its happy hour again)
Dont believe her oh no
Cause its never really happened to me
(Its happy hour again)
Woah woah woah woah ho
What a good place to be dont believe her
Cause they speak a different language
And its never really happened to me
(Its happy hour again)
Don't believe her oh no
Cause its never really happened to me
(Its happy hour again)
Dont believe her, dont believe her, dont believe her
Its happy hour again, and again, and again
Its happy hour again, and again, and again
Its happy hour again, and again, and again
Its happy hour again