Lyrics: Billy Joel - Scenes from an Italian Restaurant

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A bottle of white
A bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose insteadGet a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I face to face
Mmm Hmmm

A bottle of red
A bottle of white
It all depends upon your apetite
I'll meet you anytime you want
In our Italian Restaurant

Things are okay with me these days
I got a good job
I got a good office
I got a new wife
I got a new life and the family is fine
Oh lost touch long ago
You lost weight, I did not know
You would ever look so nice after so much time.

Do you remember those days hanging out at the Village Green?
The engineer boots leather jackets and tight blue jeans?
You drive a don and the box playing a song about New Orleans
Cold beer
Hot Lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights!

Yeah
Ooooh, hooo!

Oh, oh, oooooh.
Oh, oh, oooooh.

Brenda and Eddie were the popular steadies and the king and the queen of the prom.
Riding around with the car top down and the radio on.
Nobody looked any finer.
I was more of a hit at the Parkway Diner.
We never knew we could want more than that out of life.
Sure that Brenda and Eddie would always know how to survive.

Oh, oh, oooooh.
Oh, oh, oooooh.

Brenda and Eddie were still going stead 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 that you're much too lazy;
And Eddie could never afford to live that kind of life.
Ohhhh, but there we were waving Brenda and Eddie goodbye.

Oh, oh, oooooh.

Well they got an apartment with deep pile carpets and a couple of paintings from Sears.
A big waterbed that they bought with the bread they had saved for a couple of years.
But they started to fight when the money got tight and they just didn't count on the tears.

Oh, oooooh.
Oh, oooooh.
Oh, rock and roll!

Oh, oh, oooooh.

Well they lived for a while in a very nice style
But it's always the same 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 you can never go back there again.

Oooooh.
Oooooh.

Benda and Eddie had had it already by the summer of '75.
The height of the loads had the end of the show for the rest of thier lives.
Couldn't go back to the greasers.
The best they could do was pick up their pieces.
We always knew they would both find a way to get by.
Ooooh, and that's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie.
Don't tell your 'ma 'cause I told you already.
And here we are waving Benda and Eddie goodbye.

Oh, oh, oooooh.
Oh, oh, oooooh.
Oh, oh, oooooh.
Oh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

A bottle of red
Ooooh, a bottle of white
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you any time you want
In our Italian restaurant






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