Reff :I Don't Know Why They Call It Happy HourCause I'm Here Feeling BadDrinking Whiskey But I'm SourCause She Ain't Coming BackAnd I'm Looking 'Round The BarHalf Drunk And Half MadCause They Call It Happy HourBut Everybody In Here Is Sad..So Sad..It's Sunny And It's Seventy FiveWhat The Hell Am I Doing HereStaring At A Half Lit Neon SignAnd I Don't Even Like That BeerIt's Like NobodyWants To Be In This Place..Oh But Nobody Wants To Go HomeAin't It Funny How We're AllIn Here TogetherBut We're All Sittin' All AloneReff :So I Don't KnowWhy They Call It Happy HourCause I'm Here Feeling BadDrinking Whiskey But I'm SourCause She Ain't Coming BackAnd I'm Looking 'Round The BarHalf Drunk And Half MadCause They Call It Happy HourBut Everybody In Here Is Sad..So Sad..All The Drunks Drink For CheapShit That's What They Should Call ItAll Got Somewhere To BeBut We're All AlcoholicsSo We Numb All The PainWhile The Sun's Still In The SkyBut Damn What's More DepressingThan A Fucking Hangover At Night.. YeahMy Stupid Ex Got Me BlockedI Got Some Bills That Ain't PaidI Got A Truck In The Shop (Oooh)Ain't Got No Smile On My FaceYeah We Might Save A Few BucksBut That Ain't Saving Our SoulSo I Don't Know, I Don't Know, I Don't KnowReff :I Don't Know Why They Call It Happy HourCause I'm Here Feeling BadDrinking Whiskey But I'm SourCause She Ain't Coming BackAnd I'm Looking 'Round The BarHalf Drunk And Half MadCause They Call It Happy HourBut Everybody In Here Is Sad.. (Sad..)So Sad..Everybody In Here Is Sad.. (Sad..)..So Sad.. (Sad..)