Piano Man

Its 9 o'clock on a saturday,

the manager gives me a smile,

cuz he knows that its me they've been comming to see,

to forget about life for a while,



And the piano sounds like a carnival,

and the micrephone smells like a beer,

and they sit at the bar,

and put bread in my jar,

and say man what are you doing here,



o la di da da di da...la da da di da da daaa......



sing us a song ur the piano man,

sing us a song tonight,

when were all in the mood for a melody,

and you got us feelin all right,



sing us a song ur the piano

you got us feelin all right.