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Piano Man 
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The shuffles in
There's an old man next to me
Makin' love to his and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory
I'm not really how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I it complete
When I wore a man's clothes."
la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the man
Sing us a tonight
Well, we're all in the for a melody
And you've got us all feelin' all right
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my for free
And he's quick with 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 smile ran 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 slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're a drink they call loneliness
But it's than drinkin' alone
sing us a you're the piano man
sing us a song
well we're all in the for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright
It's a 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 like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread 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 you're the man
sing us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a
and you got us all feeling alright
The shuffles in
There's an old man next to me
Makin' love to his and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory
I'm not really how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I it complete
When I wore a man's clothes."
la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the man
Sing us a tonight
Well, we're all in the for a melody
And you've got us all feelin' all right
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my for free
And he's quick with 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 smile ran 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 slowly gets stoned
Yes, they're a drink they call loneliness
But it's than drinkin' alone
sing us a you're the piano man
sing us a song
well we're all in the for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright
It's a 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 like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread 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 you're the man
sing us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a
and you got us all feeling alright
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