Happy Hour For Lovers Lyrics
By Jamey Bilyeu
Pour me whiskey, sir, if I start to talk about her.
Pour tequila, if I start to say I care.
You can even leave the bottle on the table.
Sit and sink a drink, to my despair.
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There ought to be a happy hour for lovers
There could be a special on for love.
If there was a two for one for heartaches,
I’d sink a drink for every girl I’ve ever loved
Got some gin and I keeps it in my suitcase.
It’s in my room, but I don’t want to drink alone.
Got a number and I keeps it in my pockets.
Pour me scotch if I ask to use the phone.
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Forgive me if I sound down
Too many long roads, too many little towns.
Been playing rock ‘n’ roll like a honky tonk clown.
Pour the vodka on the rocks for the ladies.
A glass of rum a man could sink a drink so fine.
And I could sit and dream about Jamaica.
Dancing with the ladies, dancing with the ladies
All night long.
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