A tribute to Piano Man

Her eyes are on me
I know it, o I do
My fingers tremble slightly
Remembering playing for her too

For I am the piano man
Getting paid by the sheet
She is the daughter of Mr Coone
With the world at her feet

She sits with a vodka in her hand
In a tiny red dress
I am belting out the notes
I couldn't care less

For I am the piano man
Getting paid by the sheet
She is the daughter of Mr Coone
With the world at her feet

I know she knows
I know everyone knows
I laugh with the old man at the bar
He is me, in another time, in younger clothes

For I am the piano man
Getting paid by the sheet
She is the daughter of Mr Coone
With the world at her feet

The room is dark
And her presence the only glow
She finishes her drink and gets up to leave
I wink at good ol' Jerry, getting on with the show

For I am the piano man
Getting paid by the sheet
She is the daughter of Mr Coone
With the world at her feet

I sing there every night
And they all sing along
There are new old men
Living their lives in my song

For I am the piano man
Getting paid by the sheet
She is the daughter of Mr Coone
With the world at her feet

There are waitresses, pretty ones
And many other princesses
But there never is her again
My girl in the tiny red dress

For I am the piano man
Getting paid by the sheet
She is the daughter of Mr Coone
With the world at her feet