This hotel bar
is full of people The piano man is really
laying it down Even the old bartender
is as high as a steeple So why tonight
should I wear a frown
The joint is jumping all around me And
my mood is really not in style Right
now the blues flock to surround me But
I'll break out after a while
Well I'm a million miles away I'm
a million miles away Sailing like a driftwood
on a windy bay
Why ask how I feel Well, how does
it look to you I fell hook, line and
sinker Lost my captain and my crew
I'm standing on the landing There's
no one there but me That's where you'll
see me Looking out on the deep blue sea
There's a song on the lips of everybody There's
a smile all around the room There's conversation
overflowing But I sit here with the blues
This hotel bar has lost all its people The
piano man has caught the last bus home The
old bartender is sleeping in the corner So
why must I still be here I don't know
I'm a million miles away I'm a million
miles away Sailing like a driftwood on
a windy bay |
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