Virtual Party ([email protected]) Lyrics - Peter, Paul & Mary

It's 11 o'clock in the evening - I'm barefoot - 

And I'm logged-on to the INTERNET. 

I usually pickup my e-mail in the afternoon 

But on weekends sometimes I forget... 

I yell down the hall to the bedroom, "Honey, I'll be right there..." 

She says "that's ok, dear, I got a brand new book here and 

I'm not going anywhere". 

A funny thing about a couple when a couple of years've gone by. 

You don't talk; you think you know each other so well you don't have to try... 

you take for granted what you used to call enchanted just a while ago... 

ah..when does a mystery turn into history? 

I don't know... 

Anyway, I got another meg of data coming down the line; 

A Wall Street profile...spreadsheet from a friend of mine... 

Up on the screen pops a little green box says 'click on me'. 

Somewhere I swear Alice in Wonderland's callin'... 

I look up at the clock (not as late as I thought: only quarter to one). 

Download's finished, I could take five minutes and have me some fun. 

The invitation's from a web location in Hong Kong. 

It's already started, this virtual party runs all night long! 

I say all night? 

We're invited to a virtual party tonight...(you try it) 

You're invited to a virtual party tonight... 

There's computers in the microwave, computers in the automobile, computers in the phone. 

Oh and even my wife who used to tell me to 'get a life' 

has got a computer of her own. 

I spend so much time saving time I can't find any time to spend ... 

I've taped sixteen episodes of "Star Trek" but when am I gonna show them?! 

It's un-believable, must be sixty, seventy people here at the party site. 

Icons, Avatars, Images of Movie Stars surfing tonight... 

Well I'm looking for a chat when I get a note that 

says 'ya wanna go...to a place more private? I kinda think you'll like it...' 

I say 'I...yi...' 

She says her name is 'Mata Hari' and that she's particularly fond of older men... 

Well maybe so, maybe not, maybe she's a guy that's got this urge to pretend... 

And then it occurs to me, I don't need this fantasy... 

after all, everything I'd be looking for, I've got and even more, 

sleeping at the end of the hall... 

I shut down the box, still it's three o'clock by the time I get to bed... 

I lift up the covers; snuggle next to my lover; find a note there instead... 

it says "the book was dumb, logged on, found a message from Hong Kong... 

for a virtual party (I'm goin' as 'mata hari') may be all night long..." 

I say all night? 

Oh, Oh, you're invited to a virtual party tonight... 

(what did you say now...?) 

Oh, Oh, you're invited to a virtual party tonight... 

(one more time now) 

Oh, Oh, you're invited to a virtual party tonight... 

(one more one more one more) 

Ready or not here comes the 21st century 

You're invited to a virtual party tonight...