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it's nine o'clock on a Saturday 
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the regular crowd shuffles in 
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There's an old man  sitting next to me 
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Makin' love to his tonic and gin 
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He says Son can you play me a memory 
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I'm not really sure how it goes  
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But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete 
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when I wore a younger man's clothes" 
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Da da da de de da 
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da da de de             da da da 
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Sing us a song, you're the piano man, 
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sing us a song to night  
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Well we're all in the mood for a melody 
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and you've got us feeling all right 
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Now John at the bar is a friend of mine,  
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he gets me my drinks for free 
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And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke, 
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but there's some place that he'd rather be 
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He says "Bill I believe this is killing me" 
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As a smile ran away from his face 
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"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star 
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If I could get out of this place" 
 
{c:Chorus} 
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Now Paul is a real estate novelist 
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who never had time for a wife 
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And he's talking with Davy, who's still in the Navy, 
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and probably will be for life 
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And the waitress is practicing politics, 
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as the businessmen slowly get stoned  
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Yes they're sharing a drink they call loneliness, 
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but it's better than drinking alone 
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It's a pretty good crowd for a saturday  
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and the manager gives me a smile 
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`Cause he knows that it's me that they've been coming to see 
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To forget about life for a while 
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And the piano sounds like a carnival 
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and the microphone smells like a beer  
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And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar 
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and say "Man what are you doing here ?