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It's nine o' clock on a saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin.
He says, "
Son can you play me a memory?I'm not really sure how it goes,
But it's sad and it's sweet
And I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
Da da da da de de da
Da da de de da da
Sing us a song you're the piano man,
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody.
And you've got us feelin' alright.
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke
Or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be.
He says "
Bill, I believe this is killing me,"
As a smile ran away from his face."
Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place."
Da da ...
Sing us a song you're the piano man,
Sing us a song tonight.
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody.
And you've got us feelin' alright.
Now Paul is a realestate novelist,
Who never had time for a wife.
And he,s talking with Davy
Who's still in the navy
And probably will be for life.
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the buissnessman slowly gets stoned
Yes they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinking alone.INSTRUMENTAL
Sing us a song, you're the piano man,
Sing us a song tonight.
Well we're all in the mood for a melody.
And you've got us feelin' alright.
It's a pretty good crowd for a saturday,
And the manager gives me a smile.'
Cause he knows that it's me
That they've been coming to see.
To forget about life for a while.
And the piano sounds like a carneval
Ande the microphone smells like a beer.
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say "
Man what are you doin' here ?"
Da da ..
Sing us a song ...
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