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Happy Hour (Is the Saddest Time of the Day)
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Ray Stevens
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We used to get hammered ev'ry afternoon at five And for two hours we'd keep pourin' 'em down Doubles for two dollars till we could barely survive Then we'd walk out the door and weave all over town We were ripped, we were staggered, we were hopelessly blind We were drunk on love and anything else we could find But then you sobered up and you drifted away Now happy hour (happy hour) is the saddest time of the day Oh, can't you remember the good times we had With you singin' up at the bar We would have been terrors out on the road But we never could locate the car We were ripped, we were staggered, we were hopelessly blind We were drunk on love and anything else we could find But then you sobered up and you drifted away Now happy hour (happy hour) is the saddest time of the day Oh darlin', how could you leave me after all the good times we had? Remember the time you set my car on fire? After you caught me in the back seat with a c*cktail waitress Heh-heh, you talk about a hot date, whooo! We nearly melted in each other's arms And the way you used to light the filter tip end on your cigarette And then smoke it right down, heh-heh Said it reminded you of Cleveland Or the way I used to stagger into the wrong restroom all the time That's how we met, up close, personal Or the quiet times when we'd stop to get pizza And go home and have nightmares together Remember the New Year's Eve when you passed out in your ice cream? Nearly froze to death! Boy, we're talkin' fun! How could you leave all that? I mean it's not as though we were alcoholics Ten or fifteen c*cktails before dinner A couple o' bottles o' wine, some brandy nightcaps We knew our limits Now, now we don't even speak the same language I speak tequila and you speak Perrier Might as well be Greek to me Now I sit drinkin' your doubles and mine With a million memories, take your pick And the tears start fallin' like Thunderbird wine Just can't go on, I think I'm gonna get sick We were ripped, we were staggered, we were hopelessly blind We were drunk on love and anything else we could find But then you sobered up and you drifted away Now happy hour (happy hour) is the saddest time Yes, happy hour (happy hour) is the saddest time Whoa-oh, happy hour (happy hour) is the saddest time Of the day
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