Harry Connick, Jr. - That Party Lyrics

Went to a little get-together

With some old friends

Not much has changed

Since the last time I saw them

There's a chicken in uniform

Wooden leg and a matchstick arm

Saying, "Left my wing back on the farm

Tried the buffet"

Tiny took a turn on steel guitar

After he got a fresh feel for the bar

Lines drawn of jelly-fish caviar

Saying, "Wanna jam?"

I don't like throwing parties like that

But I love going

They said no guests so I thought of you

Hey mama, it's on

A disconcerted youth with a gun

Wants to shoot-up some fun

Saying, "I'm failing science and math

But I'm head of the class in murder one"

Balance sheets unpresarioed ballets

And advertised for run-a-ways

That only dance on holidays

When crutches cut in

Willa was disenchanted

Tossed her garter and demanded

Nothing can be recanted

If it was nothing to begin with

A magician did card tricks

For a bunch of well-heeled hicks

And held up a red six

One said, "That's a black seven"

I don't like throwing parties like that

But I love going

They said no guests so I thought of you

Hey mama, it's on

A disconcerted youth with a gun

That semi-precious son

He needs to learn if you take a life

You ain't got none

Cracked pelicans rode magnolias

Sent advice to rebel soldiers

That all ended with, "I told ya's

So then why do you ask?"

You can tell it's getting late

When Cal calls himself Kate

And peons hire potentates

Saying, "When you finish trim the hedges"

I'm making a hurried get-a-way

Down Santa Monica, out of L.A.

If you like it so much stay

There's a theme park in the mix, yeah

I don't like throwing parties like that

But I love going

They said no guests so I thought of you

Hey mama, it's on

It's on

It's on

It's on

Mama it's on