Party with Marty (Abstract Blues)

And my brother's disappeared

And the fish ain't biting like they used to

In my motel room

Opens to a well-trimmed lawn

But the evening's warm

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 one-oh-four

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 matter means

Me and Marty and the girls, we party

On the ocean side

Turned off the world for a while

Let the problems slide

There's no better bruise

For the abstract blues

Than a K.O. to ennui

And we'll be punching the lights out

Until the night's out

The girls and Marty and me

Lori is an Asian-American

I love the exotic type

She says she's searchin'

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 the song won't end

And neither this

Before we all go back to the real world again

Me and Marty and the girls, we party

By the ocean side

Turned off the world for a while

Let the problems slide

There's no better bruise

For the abstract blues

Than a K.O. to ennui

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 laying Lori, who's just laid with me

And it blows my mind

And I'm thinking that this time

I won't be going back to my former life

I'm throwing my lot in

'Cause I'm glad right now I got into the maritime life

Me and Marty and the girls, we party

At the ocean side

Turned off the world for a while

Let the problems slide

There's no better bruise

For the abstract blues

Than a K.O. to ennui

And we'll be punching the lights out

Until the night's out

Gonna get the decision

Festive collision

The girls and Marty and me