Chords
Happy Hours

Key: G

Introduction: G    

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Looking back I see a million little things that wrecked us
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She never liked my pick up truck parked up beside her Lexus
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And I never wore them khaki's like she asked me
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Just trashy old blue jeans, old skoal ring
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She packed up her Chanel, said "go to hell", taught me a lesson
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And now as far as she's concerned I'm in a deep and dark depression
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But it's happy hour drinking double shooters
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Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars
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I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
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'Cause my good buddy went and hooked me up with some willie
D                                                                                                                         C  
Girl, I know a breakup ain't supposed to be fun
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But I'm here at happy hour, happy ours is done, yeah
Verse: 2
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And I know she'll hear about my 'paint the town red' gallivanting
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And she'll think I thought of her curves when I found that gal to dance with
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And she'll tell her friends I'm faking, my hearts breaking, time will take away my grin
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But I win every bar I stumble in
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But it's happy hour drinking double shooters
G  
Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars
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I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
                                                     G  
'Cause my good buddy went and hooked me up with some willy
D                                                                                                      C  
Girl, I know a breakup ain't supposed to be fun
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But I'm here at happy hour, happy ours is done
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G                                                                                                                                      C                                              G  
Well it'll make her feel much better if she thinks my life is hell
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So tell her ever since she left me it's like time is standing still
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And it's happy hour drinking double shooters
G  
Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars
             C  
I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
                                                     G  
'Cause my good buddy went and hooked me up with some willy
D                                                                                                      C  
Girl, I know a breakup ain't supposed to be fun
                                  G  
But I'm here at happy hour, happy ours is done
                                     G  
Yeah, I'm here at happy hour, happy ours is done, yeah
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