Текст песни Housemartins - Happy Hour
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Its happy hour againI think I might be happy if I wasnt out with themAnd theyre happy its 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 bassWhere you win or you loseAnd its them who chooseAnd if you dont win then youve lostWhat a good place to beDont believe itcause they speak a different languageAnd its never really happened to me{its happy hour again}Dont believe itcause they speak a different languageAnd its never really happened to me{its happy hour again}Its another night out with the bossFollowing in footsteps overgrown with mossAnd they tell 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 then we ask all the questionsAnd you take all your clothes offAnd go back to the kitchen sink