Scenes From An Italian Restaurant

Billy Joel


Complexity: 64 Readability: 69.06   Sentiment: 17   Word Count: 473   Unique Words: 228
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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
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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 .