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 gonna die

Tell me me oh me oh my

Wasn't that a party

Someone took a grapefruit

You wore it like a hat

I saw someone under my kitchen table

Talking to my old Tom cat

They were talking about hockey

And the cat was talking back

Long about then everything 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 neighbor'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 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 sitting in the back yard

Blowing on a siren

From somebody's police car

So you see your honor

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 recover 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 gonna die

Tell me me oh me oh my

Wasn't that a 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 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

Wasn't that a party

Wasn't that a party

Wasn't that a party