Intro Sun going down... Music going up... Panamá... Fill my cup! Eh-eh! Salud! Verse 1 Long week working... Bills came due. Phone kept ringing... Meetings too. Drop that worry... Leave it there. Sunset says... It's happy hour somewhere. Sangría red... Margarita lime. One cold Balboa... Right on time. Pull up a chair... Bring your crew. Tonight Panamá... Is calling you. Pre-Chorus Put down the phone... Loosen your tie. Let that trouble... Pass you by. One little toast... One little song... By the second chorus... The stress is gone. Chorus Panama Happy Hour... Leave your worries at the bar. Raise your glass... Laugh out loud... Dance beneath the evening stars. Panama Happy Hour... One more song, one more round. Sangría, rum... Here we come... Leave your troubles on the ground. Eh-eh! Salud! Panama Happy Hour! Verse 2 Piña colada... Cool and sweet. Latin rhythm... Moving your feet. Ron Abuelo... Cortez too. Seco with lime... Whatever suits you. Atlas cold... Balboa bright. Old friends turning... Wrong days right. No invitations... No dress code. Just bring a smile... And lose the load. Pre-Chorus Some came tired... Some came late. Some came carrying... Too much weight. But when the steel pans... Start to play... Even Monday... Feels far away. Chorus Panama Happy Hour... Leave your worries at the bar. Raise your glass... Laugh out loud... Dance beneath the evening stars. Panama Happy Hour... One more song, one more round. Sangría, rum... Here we come... Leave your troubles on the ground. Eh-eh! Salud! Panama Happy Hour! Bridge What are you drinking? Sangría! What are you mixing? Margarita! What keeps it tropical? Piña colada! And what about the rum? Ron Abuelo! Make mine Seco! With a little lime! Make mine Balboa! Nice and cold this time! Whatever's in your glass tonight... Raise it high... We're doing all right! One more smile... One more song... One more chance... To sing along. Shake off the week... Step into the sound. Panamá... Turn it around! Eh-eh! Ay-ay! Salud! Final Chorus Panama Happy Hour... Leave tomorrow where it is. Raise your glass... Move your feet... Life is more than work and bills. Panama Happy Hour... Every stranger is a friend. One more toast... To those we love... Let the good times never end. Sangría red... Margarita lime... Piña colada... Island time. Rum and cola... Cold Balboa... Happy Hour... In Panamá! Outro Sun went down... We're still here. Good friends... Good music... Something cold... And nothing to fear. Panamá... Salud! See you next Happy Hour.
