Party with Marty

And my brother's disappeared and the fish ain't bitin' like they used to

And my motel room opens to a wheelchair lawn

But the evening's warm, and I know just what I'm gonna do

I'm gonna drink and party with my friend Marty

Till the abstract blues are gone

Well, the cooler's full of ice

And we've wedged open the motel room door

And there's a pair of girls just out of this world in room 104

They're on their way over with bikini tops and cut off jeans

We don't know their names

But there's no mistaking what their manner means

Me and Marty and the girls, we party on the oceanside

Turned off the world for a while, let the problems slide

There's no better brews for the abstract blues than a K-O to on you E

And we'll be punchin' the lights out, until the night's out

The girls and Marty and me

Laurie is an Asian American, I love the exotic type

She said she's searchin' in the whole world for surfin' the perfect pipe

She don't like her parents, but ain't that inherent for a healthy girl?

I don't know where she's been

But tonight I will hang ten on a surfer girl

And Marty's got Suzy by his side, they're dancing to a Latin beat

She's got cute little anklets resting just over her tan little feet

I can't hear what they're saying, but I can tell that they're praying

That this song won't end

And neither this, before we go back to the real world again

Me and Marty and the girls, we party by the oceanside

Turned off the world for a while, let the problems slide

There's no better brews for the abstract blues than a K-O to on you E

We're gonna get the decision, festive collision

The girls and Marty and me

Then in the morning, sunshine comes warning the window blind

I'm layin' with Laurie who's just laid with me and it blows my mind

And I'm thinkin' that this time, I won't be goin' back to my former life

I'm throwin' my lot in

'Cause I'm glad that now I've got into the maritime life

Me and Marty and the girls, we party at the oceanside

Turned off the world for a while, let the problems slide

There's no better brews for the abstract blues than a K-O to on you E

And we'll be punchin' the lights out, until the night's out

Gonna get the decision, a festive collision

The girls and Marty and me