8 May 2009
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
I saw someone under my kitchen table Talking to my old tom cat They were talking about hockey The cat was talking back Long about then every-thing 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 neighbour's tree
Billy, Joe and Tommy Well they went a little far They were sittin' in my back yard, blowing on a sireen From somebody's police car
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