| It’s 11 o’clock in the evening — I’m barefoot —
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| And I’m logged-on to the INTERNET.
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| I usually pickup my e-mail in the afternoon
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| But on weekends sometimes I forget…
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| I yell down the hall to the bedroom, «Honey, I’ll be right there…»
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| She says «that's ok, dear, I got a brand new book here and
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| I’m not going anywhere».
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| A funny thing about a couple when a couple of years’ve gone by.
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| You don’t talk; |
| you think you know each other so well you don’t have to try…
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| you take for granted what you used to call enchanted just a while ago…
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| ah.when does a mystery turn into history?
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| I don’t know…
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| Anyway, I got another meg of data coming down the line;
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| A Wall Street profile… spreadsheet from a friend of mine…
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| Up on the screen pops a little green box says 'click on me'.
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| Somewhere I swear Alice in Wonderland’s callin'…
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| I look up at the clock (not as late as I thought: only quarter to one).
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| Download’s finished, I could take five minutes and have me some fun.
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| The invitation’s from a web location in Hong Kong.
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| It’s already started, this virtual party runs all night long!
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| I say all night?
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| We’re invited to a virtual party tonight…(you try it)
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| You’re invited to a virtual party tonight…
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| There’s computers in the microwave, computers in the automobile,
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| computers in the phone.
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| Oh and even my wife who used to tell me to 'get a life'
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| has got a computer of her own.
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| I spend so much time saving time I can’t find any time to spend …
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| I’ve taped sixteen episodes of «Star Trek» but when am I gonna show them?!
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| It’s un-believable, must be sixty, seventy people here at the party site.
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| Icons, Avatars, Images of Movie Stars surfing tonight…
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| Well I’m looking for a chat when I get a note that
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| says 'ya wanna go… to a place more private? |
| I kinda think you’ll like it…'
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| I say 'I… yi…'
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| She says her name is 'Mata Hari' and that she’s particularly fond of older men.
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| Well maybe so, maybe not, maybe she’s a guy that’s got this urge to pretend…
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| And then it occurs to me, I don’t need this fantasy…
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| after all, everything I’d be looking for, I’ve got and even more,
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| sleeping at the end of the hall…
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| I shut down the box, still it’s three o’clock by the time I get to bed…
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| I lift up the covers; |
| snuggle next to my lover; |
| find a note there instead…
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| it says «the book was dumb, logged on, found a message from Hong Kong…
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| for a virtual party (I'm goin' as 'mata hari') may be all night long…»
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| I say all night?
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| Oh, Oh, you’re invited to a virtual party tonight…
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| (what did you say now???)
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| Oh, Oh, you’re invited to a virtual party tonight…
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| (one more time now)
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| Oh, Oh, you’re invited to a virtual party tonight…
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| (one more one more one more)
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| Ready or not here comes the 21st century
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| You’re invited to a virtual party tonight… |