Happy Hour (Worktape) - Chase Rice

Happy Hour (Worktape) - Chase Rice
Tonight Janie's pourin' the Smirnoff
Guess Billie's got the night off
Yeah rumor has it his ex-wife
Catherine put his truck in the ditch
And there's a new owner Joe what's his face
Last December he bought this place
His girlfriend Jessie she sure is sexy
But she can sure be a b*tch
And I don't know why but I still buy drinks for two
Make 'er stray from me men would lie for her
But that don't put her back in this bar-stool
Yeah the beer's still warm
All year 'round can't catch a buzz from the suds
And the tears they're pourin' down on me
Send me out to sea and take me to a place
Where the whiskey's a little more sour
I guess happy hour ain't so happy without her
That same damn Skynyrd cover band
Playin' Sweet Home Alabama
For the third time tonight （they're still playin' it too slow）
We used to dance all night long
She swore it was her favorite song
But now I guess Joe's girl Jess is the star of the floor
And the tourists packed this place out
Right around ten
I'll still be drinkin' at this bar
And all'd be gone by then
And the beer's still warm
All year 'round can't catch a buzz from the suds
And the tears they're pourin' down on me
Send me out to sea and take me to a place
Where the whiskey's a little more sour
I guess happy hour ain't so happy without her
So close it on up here's the cash for my tab
Don't you worry 'bout me
No I'm callin' a cab and I ain't never comin' back
I know I said that last night
I said that a thousand times
But the beer's still warm
All year 'round can't catch a buzz from the suds
And the tears they pour down on me
Send me out to sea and take me to a place
Where the whiskey's a little more sour
I guess happy hour ain't so happy without her
I guess happy hour ain't so happy without her