It's My Party and I'Ll Drink If I Want To, Drink If I Want To -
Hello Jose my old friend
I've come to guzzle you again
500 people before afternoon
I started sipping on you far too soon
My last SENTENCE I fear was slightly slurred
(Vision blurred)
Forgot to EEEET...my breakfast
They look with pity upon me
'Can't hold his liquor' they agree
Now I'm weaving when I try to walk
Senseless babble when I try to talk
Then I feel the NEEEED to flee to an old-oak-tree
(to heave and pee)
but cannot LOOOZE... my breakfast
Did not like his tone at all
Got myself into a brawl
I quickly put him in his rightful place
Broke his knuckles with my pretty face
Shoulda' had my OOOATS, but didn't, so alas!
(I kiss the grass)
and now my ASSSS... is breakfast
In the morning I awake
moaning with a bad headache
Bright-sun glaring through the window pane
I whine and whimper in my wretched pain
In the next room a TV-is-blaring
and screams in my pounding-ear
(No thank you dear)
just coffee PLEEEZE, think I'll pass----on....BREAKFAST
*Take-off of the song 'The Sounds of Silence' by Simon & Garfunkle
Title taken from the song 'It's My Party' by Leslie Gore
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2010
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