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Scenes from an Italian Restaurant (Live at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY - June 1977)

Billy Joel2008年7月4日


Scenes From An Italian Restaurant (Live) - Billy Joel (比利·喬)

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 upon 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 steadys

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

Fromhe 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 nd 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