Thursday, January 08, 2004

And now, for some music. I love Billy Joel.

She's Always A Woman To Me

She can kill with a smile,
She can wound with her eyes.
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies.
And she only reveals what she wants you to see.
She hides like a child,
But she's always a woman to me.

She can lead you to love,
She can take you or leave you.
She can ask for the truth but she'll never believe.
And she'll take what you'll give her, as long as it's free.
Yeah she steals like a thief,
But she's always a woman to me.

Oh she takes care of herself.
She can wait if she wants,
She's ahead of her time.
Oh and she never gives out,
And she never gives in,
She just changes her mind.

She'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden.
Then she'll carelessly cut you and laugh while you're bleedin'.
But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be.
Blame it all on yourself,
'Cause she's always a woman to me.

Oh she takes care of herself.
She can wait if she wants,
She's ahead of her time.
Oh and she never gives out,
And she never gives in,
She just changes her mind.

She is frequently kind, and she's suddenly cruel.
She can do as she pleases,
She's nobodies fool.
And she can't be convicted,
She's earned her degree.
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,
But she's always a woman to me.


The Piano Man

It's nine o' clock on a Saturday,
Regular crowd shuffles in.
There's an old man sitting next to me,
Making love to his tonic and gin.

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

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 feelin' alright.

Now, Jon at the bar is a friend of mine.
He gets me my drinks for free.
And he's quick with a joke, or a light of 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."

Now Paul is a real estate novelist,
Who never had time for a wife.
And he's talking to 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 lonliness,
But it's better than drinking 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 coming to see,
To forget about life for a while.

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

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.



Okay, that was fun.

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