It′s Nine O'clock On A Saturday The Regular Crowd
Shuffles In There′s An Old Man Sittin' 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-di-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 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 Some Place 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'
Oh, La, La-la, Di-di-da La-la Di-di-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 Businessmen Slowly Get Stoned Yes, They′re
Sharing A Drink They Call Loneliness But It's Better
Than Drinkin′ Alone Sing Us The 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
They′ve Been Comin' To See To Forget About Life
For A While And The Piano, It Sounds
Like A Carnival And 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? Oh, La, La-la, Di-di-da La-la
Di-di-da Da-dum Sing Us The 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