Happy Hour
The Beautiful South & The Housemartins Lyrics


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 bass
Where you win or you lose
And its them who choose
And if you don't win then you've lost

What a good place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
{It's happy hour again}
Don't believe it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
{It's happy hour again}

It's 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

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: IAN PETER CULLIMORE, PAUL HEATON

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Andrew Forster

Verse 1]
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's real, the barman is a she

[Pre-Chorus 1]
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 it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me (It's happy hour again)
Don't believe it, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me (It's happy hour again)
No, woah-oh

[Verse 2]
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

[Pre-Chorus 2]
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

[Chorus]
What a good place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me (It's happy hour again)
Don't believe it, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me (It's happy hour again)
No, woah-oh, oh

[Chorus]
What a good place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
Don't believe it, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me (It's happy hour again)

[Outro]
Don't believe it, don't believe it (It's happy hour again)
Don't believe it (It's happy hour again)
And again, and again
(It's happy hour again) and again, and again
(It's happy hour again) and again, and again
It's happy hour again



Daniel o Vendedor

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 its them who choose
And if you don't win then you've lost

What a good place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
Don't believe it, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me (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
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
Don't believe her, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me

What a good place to be
Don't believe her
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
Don't believe her, oh no
'Cause it's never been happy for me (it's happy hour again)

Don't believe her, don't believe her (it's happy hour again)
Don't believe her(it's happy hour again)

And again, and again
It's happy hour again, and again, and again
It's happy hour again, and again, and again
It's happy hour again

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Fonte: LyricFind

Compositores: Ian Peter Cullimore / Paul Heaton

Letra de Happy Hour © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group



The Fog

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 it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me (it's happy hour again)
Don't believe it, oh no
'Cause it's never really happened to me (it's happy hour again)

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 as we ask all the questions
And you take all your clothes off
And back to the kitchen sink

What a good place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me (it's happy hour again)
Don't believe it, oh no
'Cause it's never really happened to me (it's happy hour again)

What a good place to be
Don't believe it
'Cause they speak a different language
And it's never really happened to me
Don't believe it, oh no
'Cause it's never really happened to me (it's happy hour again)
Don't believe it, don't believe it (it's happy hour again)
Don't believe it
It's happy hour again, and again, and again
It's happy hour again, and again, and again
It's happy hour again, and again, and again
It's happy hour again



All comments from YouTube:

Adam Gregory

What a bunch of clean cut lads.

Adam Gregory

@Terry Moran sorry to hear that. At least you got to go!

Terry Moran

Unfortunately Jacqui had to pull out due to continuing throat issues. Paul was amazing as ever though. Can't wait for the next one!

Ralph Jackson

@Adam Gregory The Housemartins claimed to be the fourth best band in Hull when they blew up big,hence the title of their album London 0 Hull 4.

Adam Gregory

@Ralph Jackson Hull had one of the most underrated British music scenes and I’m some idiot from Florida.

Adam Gregory

@Terry Moran that’s dope. I hope they play I drove her away with my tears. Hope it’s a blast!

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Cataldo Leone

they are criminally underrated. Bring them back!

Eloy G

The law of the world "underrated" for any band.
This bollocks really sucks.
TH were very famous.

Angela Gak

Right?! Sigh. LOVE me some Housemartins & Beautiful South.

edgar pierre

Ya but it’s sheep were up against

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