Happy Hour - Jimmie Allen

I used to spend my evenings out on some old bar stool

And drink until we shut that whole place down, yeah

'Cause nothing beat that feeling of some buddies and a bottle

But when I met you I knew I was wrong

You’re my happy hour

You’re my whiskey sour

You’re my double shotted kisses

Right when I get home from work

Kiss an open bar

So climb in these open arms

You give me everything I need

Yeah I’m buzzing just because

You’re my happy hour

It’s five o' clock somewhere

When I see you in that t-shirt

And girl you make me loco like tequila

It only takes one sip to see you’re sweeter than sangria

I don’t know how I ever went this long without ya

You’re my happy hour

You’re my whiskey sour

You’re my double shotted kisses

Right when I get home from work

Kiss an open bar

So climb in these open arms

You give me everything I need

Yeah I’m buzzing just because

You’re my happy hour

I just wanna stay home and drink all of you

'Cause nothing makes me feel like you do

'Cause you’re my happy hour

You’re my happy hour, baby, oh yeah

Kiss an open bar

So climb in these open arms

You give me everything I need

Yeah I’m buzzing just because

You’re my happy hour

You’re my happy hour, baby, aw yeah

You’re my happy hour, keep me close, keep me close

You’re my happy hour, baby, aw yeah