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Its happy hour again |
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I think I might be happy if I wasnt out with them |
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And theyre happy its a lovely place to be |
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Happy that the fire is real the barman is a she |
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Where the haircuts smile |
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And the meaning of style |
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Is a night out with the bass |
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Where you win or you lose |
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And its them who choose |
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And if you dont win then youve lost |
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What a good place to be |
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Dont believe it |
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Cause they speak a different language |
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And its never really happened to me |
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{its happy hour again} |
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Dont believe it |
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Cause they speak a different language |
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And its never really happened to me |
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{its happy hour again} |
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Its another night out with the boss |
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Following in footsteps overgrown with moss |
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And they tell me that women grow on trees |
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And if you catch them right they will land upon their knees |
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Where they open all their wallets |
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And they close all their minds |
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And they love to buy you all a drink |
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And then we ask all the questions |
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And you take all your clothes off |
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And go back to the kitchen sink |
