Well I've got a nephew
Who was going to turn two
So we all organized a party
We had ice cream and cake
And cookies to bake
Lots of presents to bring around
My sister was thinking
Punch for the drinking
And a pinata would be so nice
You could hang it up high
Make them line up to try
And let the kids all swing at it twice

Take a swing at the pinata
With a stick in your hands
When the candy goes flying
No telling where it lands
When I pull up on the rope
Why don't you swing as hard as you can
Take a swing at the pinata
With a big long stick in your hands

Well now I've got to say
That my nephew's birthday
Was a hit in a very big way
Cause there were bruises and cuts
On their faces and butts
For every time that stick went astray
And I heard nothing but screaming
Gives hell a new meaning
Yeah, my head was starting to spin
Didn't know what I was doing
Now the neighbors are suing
And I don't think I'll try this again

Take a swing at the pinata
With a stick in your hands
But when you're blind-folded and anxious
There's no telling where that stick lands
I must have been a big dope to tell them
Why don't you swing as hard as you can
Take a swing at the pinata
With a big long stick in your hands