That Party Lyrics - 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 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