Well it's nine o'clock on a saturday,
The regular crowd shuffeles in
There's an old man sitting next to me,
Making love to his tonic and gin
He says "son can you play me a memory?
But i'm not really sure how it goes,
It's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When i wore a younger man's clothes"

La da de da da de da

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 feeling all right

The John at the bar, he's a friend of mine,
Gets me my drinks for free,
And he's quick with a joke, or a light of your smoke,
But there's someplace that he'd rather be

He says "Johnathan I believe this is killing me,"
As a smile ran away from his face
"Well i'm sure that I could be a porno star,
If I could get out of this place"

La da de da da de da

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 feeling alright

Paul's a real estate novelist,
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talking with Davey,
Who's still in the Navey,
And that's probably why

And the waitress is practicing politics,
While everybody in Rochester slowly get's stoned
Yes they're sharing a drink they call lonelyness,
But it's better than drinking alone

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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 feeling alright

It's a pretty good crowd for a saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cuz he knows that it's Pat Mcgee they been comming to see
To forget about life for a while

The Piano sounds like a carnival,
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar, and put bread in my jar
And they say "can I get you a beer?"

La la la de da da de da

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 feeling alright