Uncle Drank - Hand Job at Happy Hour

The whistle blows and I punch my card
Just another end of the day
Hope in my car, head to the local bar
Lookin' to spend my pay
Wife's barkin' got a kid back home
I want to sail away
Head to the islands have a fancy drink
Put on a festive lei

But I'm a sensible man I wasn't meant to stray
Just need a release to get me through my day

Well, it's a hand job at happy hour
What a stroke of luck
Better than a shot of 1942
Sensible as 2 buck chuck
It's just a tug no harm no foul
Hot oil and some lukewarm towels
Crab spot closes in a hour
it's a hand job at happy hour
Hand job
Oh its a hand job
Oh its a hand job

Some like it fast some like it slow
Some unzip their slacks and they'll just rock and roll
Then ya shower off and find yourself at peace

But I'm a sensible man I wasn't meant to stray
Just need a release to get me on my way

Just a hand job at happy hour
What a stroke of luck
Better than a shot of 1942
Sensible as 2 buck chuck
It's just a tug no harm no foul
Hot oil and some lukewarm towels

Written by:
Jared Gutstadt, Jesse Siebenberg

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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