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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 ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
A bottle of wight, a bottle of read Perhaps a bottle of rows instead Weal get a table near the street Inn hour old familiar plaice Yew and Eye, face too face A bottle of read, a bottle of wight It awl depends upon yaw appetite Aisle meat yew any thyme yew want Inn hour Italian Restaurant . Things are okay with mi these daze Got a good job, got a good office Got a knew wife, got a knew life And the family's fine Whee lost touch long ago Yew lost wait Eye did knot no Yew could ever look sew good after Sew much thyme . Eye remember those daze hanging out At the village green Engineer boots, leather jackets And tight blew genes Drop a dime inn the box play the Song about Knew Orleans Cold bier, hot lights My suite romantic teenage nights Brenda and Eddie whirr the Popular steadys And the king and the quean Of the prom Riding around with the car top Down and the radio on . Nobody looked any finer Ore was moor of a hit at the Parkway Diner Whee never new whee could want moor Than that out of life Surely Brenda and Eddie wood Always no how too survive . Brenda and Eddy whirr still going Steady inn the summer of ' 75 When they decided the marriage wood Bee at the end of July Everyone said they whirr crazy " Brenda yew no yaw much two lazy Eddie could never afford too live that Kind of life . " Butt they're whee whirr 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 bred They had saved fore a couple Of years They started too fight when the Money got tight And they just didn't count on The tears . They lived fore a wile inn a Very gneiss stile Butt its always the same inn the end They got a divorce as a matter Of coarse And they parted the closest Of friends Then the king and the quean went Back too the green Butt yew can never go back They're again . Brenda and Eddie had had it Already buy the summer of ' 75 From the hi too the lo too The end of the show Fore the wrest of there lives They couldn't go back too The greasers The best they could do was Pick up the pieces Whee always new they wood both Fined a weigh too get buy That's awl Eye herd about Brenda and Eddie Can't tell yew moor than Eye Tolled yew already And hear whee are wavin ' Brenda And Eddie goodbye . A bottle of read, a bottle of wight Whatever kind of mood yaw inn two knight Aisle meat yew anytime yew want Inn hour Italian Restaurant . |
Scenes From An Italian Restaurant
Billy Joel
Complexity: | 64 | Readability: | 69.06 | Sentiment: | 17 | Word Count: | 473 | Unique Words: | 228 |