Songtexte Piano Man - The Hit Crew

It′s Nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd, shuffles in
There′s an old man, sitting next to me
Makin' Love to his tonic & gin

(...)

He says, "Son, can you play me a memory"
"I'm not really sure, how it goes"
"But it′s sad & it′s sweet & I knew it complete"
"When, I wore a younger man's clothes"

La, La-la, Di-di, da
La-la, Di-di, da...
...Da-dum

Sing us a song, you′re the Piano Man
...Sing us a song, tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you′ve got us feeling, alright

(...)

Now, John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me, my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke
Or to light up your smoke
But there′s someplace, that he'd rather be...

He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me"
As the smile, ran away from his face
"Well, I'm sure that I could be a movie star"
"If, I could get out of this place"

Oh... La, La-la, Di-di, da
La-la, Di-di, da...
...Da-dum

Now, Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time, for a wife
And he′s talkin′ with Davy
Who's still in the Navy
And probably, will be for life

(...)

And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen, slowly get stoned
Yes, they′re sharing a drink, they call loneliness
But it's better, than drinkin′ alone

(...)

Sing us a song, you're the Piano Man
...Sing us a song, tonight
Well, we′re all in the mood for a melody
And you got us feeling, alright

(...)

It's a pretty good crowd
...For, a Saturday
And the manager, gives me a smile
'Cause, he knows that it′s me
They′ve been comin' to see
To forget about life, for a while

And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
...And the microphone, smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar & put bread in my jar
...And say, "Man, what are you doin′ here?"

Oh... La, La-la, Di-di, da
La-la, Di-di, da...
...Da-dum

Sing us a song, you're the Piano Man
...Sing us a song, tonight
Well, we′re all in the mood for a melody
And you got us feeling, alright