off she went there i stayed.   staying drunk for a couple of days.    there were other girls,    friends of hers of course.    they circled like sharks and   fought like whores.    but when the one you love loves you no more    it don't matter who else might    it don't matter who else does.    and it sucks to be alone at a party.    so when it came time to move on the show    i let my machine take the call    and i let it go.   later, when the hurt cooled down    i went looking for the party    but it wasn't around.       people had heard of it    i found some people who'd left and   i found another girl i liked    looking up an old address.    but i never found that party,    never saw it again.    and i always find myself thinking about it.   wondering if it's still around    and if i would recognize it,    and what i might have been    like if i'd never been a part of it    it was just the best party,    the music was good    and the girls were pretty.    it was the kind of gig that    would shape your life    for years to come.    and if i never find that party    if maybe it's long been over and done,   if i never find that party,    i am going to throw you one.