Karaoké Happy Hour Morgan Wallen

Looking back

I see a million little things that wrecked us

She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her Lexus

And I never wore them khakis like she asked me

Just trashy old blue jeans

Old school ring

She packed up her Chanel

Said "Go to hell"

Taught me a lesson

And now as far as she's concerned

I'm in a deep and dark depression

But it's happy hour

Drinking double shooters

Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars

I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly

'Cos my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willie

Girl I know a breakup ain't supposed to be fun

But I'm here at happy hour

Happy ours is done yeah

And I know she'll hear about my paint the town red gallivanting

And she'll think I thought of her curves when

I found that gal to dance with

She'll tell her friends

I'm faking

My hearts breaking

Time will take away my grin

But not when every bar I stumble in

Is happy hour

Drinking double shooters

Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars

I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly

'Cos my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willie

Girl I know a breakup ain't supposed to be fun

But I'm here at happy hour

Happy ours is done yeah

Well it'll make her feel much better if she thinks my life is hell

So tell her ever since she left me it's like time is standing still

And it's happy hour

Drinking double shooters

Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars

I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly

'Cos my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willie

Girl I know a breakup ain't supposed to be fun

But I'm here at happy hour

Happy ours is done

Yeah I'm here at happy hour

Happy ours is done yeah