Joe - Happy Hour Lyrics

Joe
Gucci

It just hit me
I'm kinda tipsy
But it ain't the drink inside this glass
That's got this room spinning way too fast
Words are slurring
Vision blurry
Feels like I had more than a few
Under the influence of you
Yeah

Somebody better call me a cab
Take me straight to rehab
You got me addicted
And I don't wanna fix it

Happy hour
So intoxicated every time you smile
It's like wine
Happy hour
When you taste [?] I'm wasted
Get's me high
You're my happy hour

You got the buzzing
I can't stop now girl I'm loving
It was like we were alone in a crowded room
Don't want this night to end too soon
So baby hit me
One more time let's make history
I love you
Excuse me if I share too much
I can't help it if you fill my cup

Somebody better call me a cab
Take me straight to rehab
You got me addicted
And I don't wanna fix it

Happy hour
So intoxicated every time you smile
It's like wine (It's like wine)
Happy hour
When you taste [?] I'm wasted
Get's me high (So high)
You're my...

One more shot
Here we go, here we go
Throw it back
Here we go, here we go
Girl I'm fading
You make me feel so good
You're my happy hour

Girl,
If I wrote a book you'd be my last chapter
Got me sad like when Joe said this was his last album
I ain't tryna flatter you but nothing else matter
Since she f*ck, we'll go up there high f*cking hard
They say the devil wears Prada well angels love Chanel
Well Lynden Lyman, roll with me, I'll keep you fresh as hell
I had your fingers on butt, Nick butt butt
Our favorite color pink, so I bought her a pink fur
Open the door for my real mama, I'm her chauffeur
I even buy you own ruff from the showroom floor
Like I'm addicted, give me something I may want more
You got me thinking 'what the hell I need a blinder for?'
Oh man, a robbery, what the hell I need a trunk for?
We on a zebra work, so why I got her on our force
Come while with me, just drop your mouth and make a detour
'Cause if you're looking for a d-boy I'll be right here

Happy hour
So intoxicated every time you smile
It's like wine (It's like wine)
Happy hour
When you taste [?] I'm wasted
Get's me high
You're my...

One more shot
Here we go, here we go
Throw it back
Here we go, here we go