Billy Joel
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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
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 nice after so much time
You 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 steadies
And the king and 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 Eddie 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 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 they can never go back there again
Brenda and Eddie had had it already by the summer of '75
From the 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 and 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


Mirror lyrics:

In our Italian Restaurant
I'll meet you anytime you want
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
A bottle of red, A bottle of white

And here we are wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye
Can't tell you more than I told you already
That's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie
We always knew they would both find a way to get by
The best they could do was pick up the pieces
They couldn't go back to the greasers
for the rest of their lives
From the high to the low to the end of the show
Brenda and Eddie had had it already by the summer of '75
But they can never go back there again
Then the king and the queen went back to the green
And they parted the closest of friends
They got a divorce as a matter of course
But it's always the in the end
They lived for a while in a very nice style

and they just didn't count on the tears
They started to fight when the money got tight
they had saved for a couple of years
A big waterbed that they bought with the bread
and a couple of paintings from Sears
They got an apartment with deep pile carpet
But there we were wavin' Brenda and Eddie goodbye
Eddie could never afford to live that kind of life"
"Brenda you know you're much too lazy,
Everyone said they were crazy
When they decided the marriage would be at the end of July
Brenda and Eddie were still going steady in the summer of '75
Surely Brenda and Eddie would always know how to survive
We never knew we could want more than that out of life
Or was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner
Nobody looked any finer
Riding around with the car top down and the radio on
And the king and queen of the prom
Brenda and Eddie were the popular steadies

My sweet romantic teenage nights
Cold beer, hot lights
Drop a dime in the box play the song about New Orleans
Engineer boots, leather jackets and tight blue jeans
You remember those days hanging out at the village green
you could ever look so nice after so much time
You lost weight I did not know
We lost touch long ago
And the family's fine
Got a new wife, got a new life
Got a good job, got a good office
Things are okay with me these days

In our Italian Restaurant
I'll meet you any time you want
It all depends upon your appetite
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
You and I--Face to face
In our old familiar place
We'll get a table near the street
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
A bottle of white, A bottle of red


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