Happy Hour — текст песни (housemartins)

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 bass

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