Blows like a blizzard from a distant shore
Squirms like a lizard on a greasy floor
She's the lone crouton in the soup of the day
But she could whip your heart into a fine purée

She needs a bundle that can fill her sack
A cool hand to rub the cream on her back
I tried to tell her but she wasn't convinced
She'll kiss a lot of frogs before she finds her prince

Gotta meet everyone before the party ends
So much to be done before the party ends

Forget the bills that I just can't pay
I know I'm gonna die in debt anyway
Don't want to wait till I'm sixty-five
Spending it all just keeping my body alive

I wanna know exactly how much the neighbors earn
I wanna read all those books that the Gablers burn
I wanna stand with my feet on dry land
And when Darwin arrives I wanna shake his hand

Gotta meet everyone before the party ends
So much to be done before the party ends

Some wear their age like a cloak of decay
They'll have it made into a suit someday
Everybody knows where I come from
I've been living in the shadow of the Beatles and the bomb

Gotta meet everyone before the party ends
So much to be done before the party ends

This is it, there is no more
Maybe you'll find what you're looking for
Before the party ends