cinq heures On recoit en plein coeur Irwing Berlin et Cole Porter Tout ce qu'on aime Et qu'un pianiste noir Calmement joue au piano bar. Au piano bar
My closest thing to a friend Put a dime in a pay phone And now I'm feeling all the pain that i could Behind this broken down piano At the back of this bar
These foolish things remind me of you The smile of Garbo And the scent of roses The waiters' whistlin' as the last bar closes The songs that Crosby
: This hotel bar is full of people, The piano man is really laying it down, The old bartender is as high as a steeple, So why tonight should I wear
way a song sounds better on stage And rhyme books get better with each page What before the first bar was written A first verse was spittin', before
thought hurts? I flirt with the notion of no more songs My old familiar foe, self pity haunts me I?m stuck in some over-the-mountain town In a meaningless bar
wore a younger man's clothes" La la la de de da La la de de da da da Sing us a song you're the piano man, Sing us a song tonight. Well, we're all in
up real early on his mornin' drive Down to the office for his 9 to 5 He drives a 94' two tone economy car Loves to tell the local bands down at the bar
Trying to be good by not being ?round And here in the bar, the piano man?s found Another nail from my heart And here in the bar, the piano man?s found
a younger man's clothes [Chorus] La la la de de da la la de de da da dum Sing us a song, you're the piano man sing us a song tonight Well, we'
still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you The smile of garbo and the scent of roses The waiters whistling as the last bar closes The song
corner tables And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you The smile of Garbo and the scent of roses The waiters whistling as the last bar closes The song
car I'll hitch I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch I do my writing on my road guitar And make a living at a piano bar, oh Worse comes to worse
a song you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Yeah we're in the mood for a melody And you've got us feeling all right John at the bar is a friend
, I'll hitch I got a thumb and she's a son of a bitch I do my writing on my road guitar And make a living at a piano bar, oh Chorus Lightning and thunder
piano bar, oh Chorus Lightning and thunder Flashed across the roads we drove upon Oh, but it's clear skies we're under When I am together, when I sing the song
dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah) So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh) I'm touching keys like pianos to getting
all her splendour every night at nine o'clock And her chariot is a cross-town bus that stops right down the block The ol' piano minstrel plays a song
