Lyrics:

It''s happy hour againI think I might be happy if I wasn''t out with themAnd they''re happy, it''s a lovely place to beHappy that the fire is real, the barman is a sheWhere the haircuts smileAnd the meaning of styleIs a night out with the bossWhere you win or you loseAnd it''s them who chooseAnd if you don''t win then you''ve lostWhat a good place to beDon''t believe it''Cause they speak a different languageAnd it''s never really happened to me (it''s happy hour again)Don''t believe it, oh no''Cause it''s never really happened to me (it''s happy hour again)It''s another night out with the bossFollowing in footsteps overgrown with mossAnd he tells me that women grow on treesAnd if you catch them right they will land upon their kneesWhere they open all their walletsAnd they close all their mindsAnd they love to buy you all a drinkAnd as we ask all the questionsAnd you take all your clothes offAnd back to the kitchen sinkWhat a good place to beDon''t believe it''Cause they speak a different languageAnd it''s never really happened to me (it''s happy hour again)Don''t believe it, oh no''Cause it''s never really happened to me (it''s happy hour again)What a good place to beDon''t believe it''Cause they speak a different languageAnd it''s never really happened to meDon''t believe it, oh no''Cause it''s never really happened to me (it''s happy hour again)Don''t believe it, don''t believe it (it''s happy hour again)Don''t believe itIt''s happy hour again, and again, and againIt''s happy hour again, and again, and againIt''s happy hour again, and again, and againIt''s happy hour again