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Coulda been the Scotch, now!
Coulda been the gin!
Coulda been the three or four six packs, I don't know!
But would ya look at the mess I'm in??
My head's like a sword hilt!
I wish that I could die!
But tell me, me oh, me oh, my!
Wasn't that a party??
Duncan took some panties
Wore them like a hat!
I saw Methos under the kitchen table
Talking to my old tom cat!
The cat was talking back!
Long about then everything went black!
But wasn't that a party!?
I'm sure it's jut my memory
Playing tricks on me
But I think I saw Amanda
Steal my neighbors tree!
She was naked as can be!!
Richie was sitting in the backyard
Blowing on a siren from somebody's police car!
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!
Well, they run us in to see you
I'm in an alcoholic haze!
And I sure can use those thirty days!
But - wasn't that a party!?
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