Billy Joel “Scenes From An Italian Restaurant" Live from Long Island Listen to Billy Joel: https://billyjoel.lnk.to/playlist!sfair Follow Billy Joel: Facebook: https://billyjoel.lnk.to/playlistFI!sfair Instagram: https://billyjoel.lnk.to/playlistII!sfair Twitter: https://billyjoel.lnk.to/playlistTI!sfair Website: https://billyjoel.lnk.to/playlistWI!sfair Subscribe to Billy Joel: https://billyjoel.lnk.to/subscribe!sfair #BillyJoel #PianoMan #Vienna Lyrics: 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 Do 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 steadys And the king and the 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 Eddy 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. Th