Lirik Lagu Scenes From An Italian Restaurant - Billy Joel
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
A bottle of white, a bottle of redPerhaps a bottle of rose insteadWe'll get a table near the streetIn our old familiar placeYou and I,face to face
A bottle of red, a bottle of whiteIt all depends upon your appetiteI'll meet you any time you wantIn our Italian Restaurant.
Things are okay with me these daysGot a good job, got a good officeGot a new wife, got a new lifeAnd the family's fineWe lost touch long agoYou lost weight I did not knowYou could ever look so good afterSo much time.
I remember those days hanging outAt the village greenEngineer boots, leather jacketsAnd tight blue jeansDrop a dime in the box play theSong about New OrleansCold beer, hot lightsMy sweet romantic teenage nights
Brenda and Eddie were thePopular steadysAnd the king and the queenOf the promRiding around with the car topDown and the radio on.Nobody looked any finerOr was more of a hit at theParkway DinerWe never knew we could want moreThan that out of lifeSurely Brenda and Eddie wouldAlways know how to survive.
Brenda and Eddy were still goingSteady in the summer of '75when they decided the marriage wouldBe at the end of JulyEveryone said they were crazy"Brenda you know you're much too lazyEddie could never afford to live thatKind of life."But there we were wavin' Brenda andEddie goodbye.
They got an apartment with deepPile carpetAnd a couple of paintings from SearsA big waterbed that they boughtWith the breadThey had saved for a coupleOf yearsThey started to fight when theMoney got tightAnd they just didn't count onThe tears.
They lived for a while in aVery nice styleBut it's always the same in the endThey got a divorce as a matterOf courseAnd they parted the closestOf friendsThen the king and the queen wentBack to the greenBut you can never go backThere again.
Brenda and Eddie had had itAlready by the summer of '75Fromhe high to the low toThe end of the showFor the rest of their livesThey couldn't go back toThe greasersThe best they could do wasPick up the piecesWe always knew they would bothFind a way to get byThat's all I heard aboutBrenda nd EddieCan't tell you more than ITold you alreadyAnd here we are wavin' BrendaAnd Eddie goodbye.
A bottle of red, aa bottle of whiteWhatever kind of mood you're in tonightI'll meet you anytime you wantIn our Italian Restaurant
A bottle of red, a bottle of whiteIt all depends upon your appetiteI'll meet you any time you wantIn our Italian Restaurant.
Things are okay with me these daysGot a good job, got a good officeGot a new wife, got a new lifeAnd the family's fineWe lost touch long agoYou lost weight I did not knowYou could ever look so good afterSo much time.
I remember those days hanging outAt the village greenEngineer boots, leather jacketsAnd tight blue jeansDrop a dime in the box play theSong about New OrleansCold beer, hot lightsMy sweet romantic teenage nights
Brenda and Eddie were thePopular steadysAnd the king and the queenOf the promRiding around with the car topDown and the radio on.Nobody looked any finerOr was more of a hit at theParkway DinerWe never knew we could want moreThan that out of lifeSurely Brenda and Eddie wouldAlways know how to survive.
Brenda and Eddy were still goingSteady in the summer of '75when they decided the marriage wouldBe at the end of JulyEveryone said they were crazy"Brenda you know you're much too lazyEddie could never afford to live thatKind of life."But there we were wavin' Brenda andEddie goodbye.
They got an apartment with deepPile carpetAnd a couple of paintings from SearsA big waterbed that they boughtWith the breadThey had saved for a coupleOf yearsThey started to fight when theMoney got tightAnd they just didn't count onThe tears.
They lived for a while in aVery nice styleBut it's always the same in the endThey got a divorce as a matterOf courseAnd they parted the closestOf friendsThen the king and the queen wentBack to the greenBut you can never go backThere again.
Brenda and Eddie had had itAlready by the summer of '75Fromhe high to the low toThe end of the showFor the rest of their livesThey couldn't go back toThe greasersThe best they could do wasPick up the piecesWe always knew they would bothFind a way to get byThat's all I heard aboutBrenda nd EddieCan't tell you more than ITold you alreadyAnd here we are wavin' BrendaAnd Eddie goodbye.
A bottle of red, aa bottle of whiteWhatever kind of mood you're in tonightI'll meet you anytime you wantIn our Italian Restaurant
