Happy Hour Songtext

Hey, Hey, where are we living now,
from witching to happy hour.
Which is hours and hours away from here.
And god, all of these ears and eyes,
familiar faces and family ties.
Which is ours and ours alone.
Where are we living now.
Hey J, I'm unraveling.
I might be on the next train,
which may or may not come in.
And JoAnn says, "follow your hands."
They don't know because they don't remember.
Where are we living now
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