Letra de Happy Hours

I haven't had to pay for a drink in a while
I’ve never been accused of having a pair of shoes that were out of style
I don't have to wait for a line
They move me to the front
I cut them out for me
Haven't had to pay for a drink in a while
Oh, a drink for a while
It ain’t hard to handle fortune and fame
Everywhere I show my face
Everybody knows my name
All I ever take is my time
It's money for nothing and it's chicks for free
It ain't hard to handle fortune and fame
Oh, fortune and fame
Oh
Twenty four hours a week
And seven months a year
Filling your cup with joy
Is it whiskey, gin or beer?
You tell me I'm spinning my wheels
But to me it's no big deal
Watching these happy hours turn into years
Guitar solo!
I've been getting paid serving drinks for a while
These young girls they just stay the same
But I think my shoes have gone out of style
Feeling kind of short on time
The lines are getting longer and they're not for me
I’ve been getting paid serving drinks for a while
Oh woah
Twenty four hours a week
And seven months a year
I’m not telling you you've gotta go home
But you can’t stay here
I'm still here spinning my wheels
It used to be no big deal
Watching these happy hours turn into years
Twenty four hours a week
And seven months a year
Watching these happy hours, year after year