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Scenes From An Italian Restaurant Lyric
Billy Joel
GREATEST HITS VOLUME 1 & II
A bottle of white, a bottle of red Perhaps a bottle of rose
instead We'll get a table near the street In our old familiar place You
and I, face to face
A bottle of red, a bottle of white It all depends
on your appetite I'll meet you any time you want In our Italian
Restaurant.
Things are okay with me these days Got a good job, got a
good office Got a new wife, got a new life And the family's fine We
lost touch long ago You lost weight I did not know You could ever look so
good after So much time.
I remember those days hanging out At the
village green Engineer boots, leather jackets And tight blue jeans Drop
a dime in the box play the Song about New Orleans Cold beer, hot
lights My sweet romantic teenage nights
Brenda and Eddie were
the Popular steadies And the king and the queen Of the prom Riding
around with the car top Down and the radio on Nobody looked any
finer Or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner We never knew we could
want more Than that out of life Surely Brenda and Eddie would Always
know how to survive.
Brenda and Eddy were still going Steady in the
summer of '75 when they decided the marriage would Be at the end of
July Everyone said they were crazy "Brenda you know you're much too
lazy Eddie could never afford to live that Kind of life." But there we
were wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye.
They got an apartment with deep
Pile carpet And a couple of paintings from Sears A big waterbed that
they bought With the bread They had saved for a couple Of years They
started to fight when the Money got tight And they just didn't count
on The tears.
They lived for a while in a Very nice style But
it's always the same in the end They got a divorce as a matter Of
course And they parted the closest Of friends Then the king and the
queen went Back to the green But you can never go back There
again.
Brenda and Eddie had had it Already by the summer of
'75 From the high to the low to The end of the show For the rest of
their lives They couldn't go back to The greasers The best they could
do was Pick up the pieces We always knew they would both Find a way to
get by That's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie Can't tell you more
than I Told you already And here we are wavin' Brenda And Eddie
goodbye.
A bottle of red, a bottle of white Whatever kind of mood
you're in tonight I'll meet you anytime you want In our Italian
Restaurant.
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