Billy Joel Scenes From An Italian Restuarant 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 Relevant Tags: SScenes FFrom AAn IItalian RRestuarant cenes rom n talian estuarant cSenes rFom nA tIalian eRstuarant zcenes crom zn jtalian destuarant zScenes cFrom zAn jItalian dRestuarant Szcenes Fcrom Azn Ijtalian 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