That Party - Harry Connick, Jr.
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 jellyfish caviar, Saying: "Want to jam?" [Chorus] 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, impresarioed 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." [Chorus] 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 so, 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. [Chorus]
Artist: Harry Connick, Jr.
Title: That Party