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Could've been the whiskey ... might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs I don't know
But look at the mess I'm in my head is like a football
I think I'm going to die ... t ell me, me oh, me oh my ... wasn't that a party
Someone took a grapefruit ... wore it like a hat
I saw someone under my kitchen table ... talking to my old tom cat
They were talking about hockey ... the cat was talking back
Long about then every-thing went black ... wasn't that a party
I'm sure it's just my memory ... playing tricks on me
But I think I saw my buddy cutting down my neighbour's tree
Could've been the whiskey ... might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs I don't know
But look at the mess I'm in my head is like a football
I think I'm going to die ... t ell me, me oh, me oh my ... wasn't that a party
Billy, Joe and Tommy ... well they went a little far
They were sittin' in my back yard, blowing on a sireen from somebody's police car
So you see Your Honour ... it was all in fun
The little bitty track meet down on main street was just
To see if the cops could run .. Well they run us in to see you ... in an alcoholic haze
I sure can use those thirty days to re-cover from the party
Could've been the whiskey ... might've been the gin
Could've been the three or four six-packs I don't know
But look at the mess I'm in my head is like a football
I think I'm going to die ... t ell me, me oh, me oh my ... wasn't that a party
Wasn't that a party ... wasn't that a party .... wasn't that a party ...