Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

A bottle of white, a bottle of red

Perhaps a bottle of rose instead

Get a table near the street

 In our old familiar place

 You and I, face to face, um umm

A bottle of red, a bottle of white

It all depends on your appetite

I'll meet you anytime you want

 In our Italian Restaurant

Sax solo

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

 Oh, 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

 Woah you drop a dime in the box play the song about New Orleans

Cold beer, hot lights

My sweet romantic teenage nights

 RAGTIME BIT:

Piano solo

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh

Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh

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

 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

 Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh

Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh

Brenda and Eddy were still going steady in the summer of seventy five

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

Eddie could never afford to live that kind of life

 Oh, but there we were waving Brenda and Eddie goodbye

 Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

 Well, 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, woh oh, woh oh...yeah rock n roll

Sax solo

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

 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, oh oh, oh oh

Brenda and Eddie had had it already by the summer of seventy five

 From the high to the low to the end of the show

 For the rest of their lives

 They 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

That's all I heard about Brenda and Eddie

Can't tell you more cause I told you already

 And here we are waving Brenda and Eddie goodbye

 Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh

 RUN DOWN: (NOTES)

Yeah yeah yeah

A bottle of red, oooh a bottle of white

Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight

I'll meet you anytime you want

 In our Italian Restaurant

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