Wasn't That a Party - The Irish Rovers

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

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 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

Tell 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

Tell me, me oh, me oh my

Wasn’t that a party