Wasn’t That A Party Jimmy Sturr (Ft. The Oak Ridge Boys)

Could-a been the whisky, might-a been the gin
Could-a been the three or four six packs, I don't know
But look at the mess I'm in
A head like a football, I think I'm gonna die
But tell 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 tomcat
Talkin' about hockey, the cat was talking back
Along about then everything went black
Wasn't that a party

It sure it's just my memory
Playing tricks on me
But I think I saw my buddy
Cuttin' down my neighbors tree

Bill and Joe and Tommy
Well they went a little far
They were sitting in my back yard
Blowing on the siren
From somebody's police car

And so you see Your Honor
It was all in fun
That little bitty track meet down on main street
Was just to see if the cops could run
They run me in to see you
In an alcoholic way
I sure can use those thirty days
To recover from the party