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Piano Man 
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd 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."
la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum
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 all feelin' all right
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He me my drinks for free
And he's quick a joke and he'll up your smoke
But there's some he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As his ran away his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a star
If I could get out of place"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're a drink they loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone
us a song you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about their for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnivore
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
us a song you're the piano man
sing us a tonight
well we're all in the mood for a
and you got us all feeling alright
The regular crowd 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."
la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum
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 all feelin' all right
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He me my drinks for free
And he's quick a joke and he'll up your smoke
But there's some he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As his ran away his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a star
If I could get out of place"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're a drink they loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone
us a song you're the piano man
sing us a song tonight
we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about their for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnivore
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
us a song you're the piano man
sing us a tonight
well we're all in the mood for a
and you got us all feeling alright
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