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Piano Man
Billy Joel
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday And he's talking with Davy, who's still in the
The regular crowd shuffles in Navy
There's an old man sitting next to me And probably will be for life
Making love to his tonic and gin
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
smoke And the microphone smells like a beer
But there's someplace that he'd rather be And they sit at the bar and put bread in my
jar
He says: Bill, I believe this is killing me And say: Man, what are you doing here?
As the smile ran away from his face
Well, I'm sure that I could be a movie star Oh, la, la-la-di-dee-da
If I could get out of this place La-la-di-dee-da-da-dum
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