It's just a stones throw from as good as it gets
Not far from grace and not too far fetched
I might be wrong but I must confess
That I'm a regular guest at the local nest
And as a local mess I lit a hole in the wall
All the answers to life on the bathroom stall
A crawl, a hop, a skip, a jump,
A leap, a stop, a skii, a bump

Don't need no evening gowns, no ties, no fancy suits
No one's here to tell you what you can and cannot do, ooh

Every hour is happy hour.
No one seems to mind that the sun don't shine.
There's no backstage pass, there's no VIP.
And everything's as beautiful as beautiful can be.

I love this soft urban way of life
With the friendly neighbors and the friendly wives
You don't get caught, you don't get burned,
You don't lose your spouse, but you lose your turn
And that high nose serving up cold mimosas
Just say 'bring the ladies just a little bit closer'
Amarosa fills the room, chick-a-boom, chick-a-boom

Come and find yourself on a really cool night.
You can go and lose yourself and know that everything's alright, ha

Every hour is happy hour.
No one seems to mind that the sun don't shine.
There's no backstage pass, there's no VIP.
And everything's as beautiful as beautiful can be.

Every hour is happy hour, every hour...

I see a real young girl with a real old man
And I bet they're not related
Because she got a big chest and a real small dress
And the rest of the girls all hate it
I see faded dreams and some old routines
I see prom queens with some faded dreams
A faded scene? Nope, not for me.
'Cause that's my favorite place to be.

Don't need no evening gowns, no ties, no fancy suits
No one's here to tell you what you can and cannot do, ooh

Every hour is happy hour.
No one seems to mind that the sun don't shine.
There's no backstage pass, there's no VIP.
And everything's as beautiful as beautiful can be.

Every hour is happy hour.
No one seems to mind that the sun don't shine.
There's no backstage pass, there's no VIP.
And everything's as beautiful as beautiful can be.

Every hour is happy hour.
No one seems to mind that the sun don't shine.
There's no backstage pass, there's no VIP.
And everything's as beautiful as beautiful can be.


Lyrics submitted by Clockman89

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