5 And 8 lyrics

5 o clocks overrated
The night leaves me jaded
There`s nothing on tv
You`re everything to me
And I`d wish this would pass
But you`re at the bottom of every glass

Why can`t I have a happy hour?
Hell, why can`t I have two?
When did everything turn sour?
I`ll take another shot
And drown the thought
Of you

8 a.m. is overrated
Who wants to live when night has faded?
I sit in traffic on the freeway
Wishin that you`d stay
And I sit back to yawn
And embrace the dawn

Gimme a tall one
Hell, gimme two
Too bad you had to run
Tonight I`ll take another shot
And drink away the thought
Of you

Why can`t I have a happy hour?
Hell, why can`t I have two?
When did everything turn sour?
I`ll take another shot
And drown the thought
Of you
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