Housemartins Happy Hour lyrics

Housemartins
Now That's What I Call Quite Good...
Happy Hour
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 and 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

Chorus:
What a good place to be
Don't believe that
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happen to me

(It's happy hour again)
Don't believe that
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never been happy to me
(It's happy hour again)

It's another night out with the boss
Following in footsteps overgrow with moss
And they tell me that women grow on trees
And if you catch them right they will land upon your 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