Billy Joel - Scenes from an Italian Restaurant: chords

F                 A#
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
C                   A#        F
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
C           C/A#       Am
Get a table near the street
            Am/A#     C
In our old familiar place
            A#      C     A#
You and I, face to face, um umm
F               A#
A bottle of red, a bottle of white
C                      A#   F
It all depends on your appetite
G             G/A     G/B  C
I'll meet you anytime you want
        C/D C/E F       A#
In our Italian Restaurant

G                    D/G
Things are okay with me these days
G7              G9
Got a good job, got a good office
C               F
Got a new wife, got a new life
        Dsus4     G/D  D
And the family's fine
G             D/G
We lost touch long ago
G7
You lost weight
  G9
I did not know
C               F
You could ever look so good after
Dsus4    G/D   D
So much ti-i-i-me.

      D#                        A#
You remember those days hanging out
                 F
At the village green
D#                       A#
Engineer boots, leather jackets
                 F
And tight blue jeans
        D#
Drop a dime in the box play the
A#               F
Song about New Orleans
D#       A#
Cold beer, hot lights
C          Gm7/C
My sweet romantic teenage nights

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

Brenda and Eddie were still going steady
In the summer of '75
When they decided their marriage
Should be at the end of July
Everyone said they were crazy
“Brenda, you know that you're much too lazy
And Eddie could never afford
To live that kind of life.”
Oh, but there we were waving
Brenda and Eddie goodbye

Well, they got an apartment with deep pile carpets
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

Yeah, rock and roll!

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

Brenda and Eddie had had it already
By the summer of '75
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
And 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

Bottle of red, bottle of white
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you anytime you want
In our Italian restaurant