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 boss
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 her
'Cos you speak a
different language
And it's never really
happened to me
Don't believe her
Oh no
'Cos it's never really
happened to me
No-oh....
It's 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
Don't believe her
'Cos you speak a
different language
And it's never really
happened to me
Don't believe her
Oh no
'Cos it's never really
happened to me
No-oh....
What a good
place to be
Don't believe her
'Cos you speak
a different language
And it's never really
happened to me
Don't believe her
oh no
'Cos it's never really
happened to me
Don't believe her
Don't believe her
Don't... believe
her...
Again and again
and again
Again and again
and again
Again and again
and again
Happy hour again