Spunge - Happy Hour lyrics

Its happy hour again I think I might be happy if I wasn't 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 ba** 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 it Cause they speak a different language And its never really happened to me {its happy hour again} Dont believe it Cause they speak a different language And its never really happened to me {its happy hour again} 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