I came straight from work
And I ordered a beer
We donÂ?t talk about you
They donÂ?t know you here

IÂ?m with all my friends
But itÂ?s great solitude
ItÂ?s my happy hour
I donÂ?t waste it on you

When we talk about hard times
Some talk of ex-wives
Some talk of old girlfriends
TheyÂ?ve loved in their lives

But for me
thatÂ?s the one thing
ThatÂ?s strictly taboo
This is my happy hour
I donÂ?t waste it on you

Chorus:
Twenty-four seven,
this olÂ? heartÂ?s in pain
Week after week,
each day is the same
My only vacationÂ?s
Friday afternoon
ThatÂ?s my happy hour
I donÂ?t waste it on you

And If I see and old friend
That we both once knew
WeÂ?ll talk like old buddies
Â?Til they bring up you

ThatÂ?s when I tell them
IÂ?ve got something to do
Â?Cause this is my happy hour
I donÂ?t waste it on you

Repeat Chorus

My one consolationÂ?s
Friday afternoon
ThatÂ?s my happy hour
I donÂ?t waste it on you