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quarta-feira, 17 de abril de 2013

The Irish Rovers - Wasn't That A Party






Wasn't That A Party
Irish Rovers

It could've been the whiskey,
Might've been the gin,
It could've been the three or four six-packs, 
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in:
My head's like a football,
I think I'm gonna 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,
Talkin' to my old tom cat;
They talked about a-hockey,
The cat was talking back,
Long about then everything went black,
Wasn't that a party?

Maybe just my memory,
Playing tricks on me,
But I think I saw my buddies,
Cuttin' down my neighbour's tree.

Could've been the whiskey,
It might've been the gin,
It could've been the three or four six-packs, 
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in:
My head's like a football,
I think I'm gonna 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 the back seat, blowin' on a siren,
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;
They ran in to see you,
In an alcoholic haze,
I sure can use those thirty days,
To recover from the party.

It could've been the whiskey,
It might've been the gin,
It could've been the three or four six-packs, 
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in:
My head's like a football,
I think I'm gonna die,
Tell me, me oh, me oh my,
Wasn't that a party?

It could've been the whiskey,
It might've been the gin,
It could've been the three or four six-packs, 
I don't know, but look at the mess I'm in:
My head's like a football,
I think I'm gonna die,
Tell 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?
Wasn't that a party?
Hmm, what a party!