It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
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The regular crowd shuffles in
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There's an old man
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sitting next to me
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Makin' love to his
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tonic and gin
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He says Son can you
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play me a memory
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I'm not really sure
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how it goes
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But it's sad and it's sweet
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and I knew it complete
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When I wore a younger
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man's clothes
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La la la de de da
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La la de de da da da
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Sing us a song
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you're the piano man
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Sing us a song tonight
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Well we're all in the
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mood for a melody
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And you've got us
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feelin' alright
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Now John at the bar
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is a friend of mine
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He gets me my drinks for free
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And he's quick with a joke
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or to light up your smoke
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But there's someplace that
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he'd rather be
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He says Bill I believe this is
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killing me
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As the smile ran away
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from his face
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Well I'm sure that I
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could be a movie star
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If I could get out of
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this place
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Oh la la la de de da
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La la de de da da da
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Now Paul is a real
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estate novelist
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Who never had time for a wife
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And he's talkin' with Davy
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who's still in the navy
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And probably will be for life
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And the waitress is
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practicing politics
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As the businessmen
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slowly get stoned
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Yes they're sharing a drink
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they call loneliness
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But it's better than
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drinkin' alone
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Sing us a song
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you're the piano man
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Sing us a song tonight
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Well we're all in the
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mood for a melody
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And you've got us
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feelin' alright
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It's a pretty good crowd
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for a Saturday
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And the manager
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gives me a smile
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Cause he knows that it's me
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they've been comin' to see
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To forget about
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life for a while
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And the piano
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it sounds like a carnival
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And the microphone
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smells like a beer
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And they sit at the bar
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and put bread in my jar
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And say Man
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what are you doin' here
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Oh la la la de de da
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La la de de da da da
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Sing us a song
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you're the piano man
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Sing us a song tonight
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Well we're all in the
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mood for a melody
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And you've got us
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feelin' alright
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Piano Man (Album Ver.) (JTBC µå¶ó¸¶ ¹Ðȸ »ðÀÔ°î)
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Billy Joel |