THE PIANO HAS BEEN DRINKING (NOT ME!!)

The piano has been drinking,

my necktie is asleep

And the combo went back to New York,

the jukebox has to take a leak

And the carpet needs a haircut,

and the spotlight looks like a prison break

And the telephones out of cigarettes,

and the balcony is on the make

And the piano has been drinking,

the piano has been drinking...

And the menus are all freezing,

and the light mans blind in one eye

And he cant see out of the other

And the piano-tuners got a hearing aid,

and he showed up with his mother

And the piano has been drinking,

the piano has been drinking

As the bouncer is a Sumo wrestler

cream-puff casper milktoast

And the owner is a mental midget

with the I.Q. of a fence post

Cause the piano has been drinking,

the piano has been drinking...

And you cant find your waitress

with a Geiger counter

And she hates you and your friends

and you just cant get served without her

And the box-office is drooling,

and the bar stools are on fire

And the newspapers were fooling,

and the ash-trays have retired

Cause the piano has been drinking,

the piano has been drinking

The piano has been drinking,

not me, not me, not me, not me, not me...

Mi corbata está dormida

Y la banda se ha ido a Nueva York

La máquina tocadiscos tiene que ir a mear

Y la alfombra necesita un corte de pelo

Y el foco parece la fuga de una prisión

Porque el teléfono no tiene cigarrillos

Y la terraza se ha ido a ligar

Y el piano ha estado bebiendo

El piano ha estado bebiendo

Y todos los menús están helados

Y el iluminador está ciego de un ojo

Y no puede ver con el otro

Y el afinador de pianos lleva un audífono

Y se presentó con su madre

Y el piano ha estado bebiendo

El piano ha estado bebiendo

Y el matón sabe lucha japonesa

Pero es un enclenque cobarde

Y el dueño es un corto mental

Con el coeficiente de inteligencia del poste de una valla

Porque el piano ha estado bebiendo

El piano ha estado bebiendo

Y no puedes encontrar a tu camarera

Con un detector de raidiactividad

Y ella te odia a ti y a tus amigos

Y no puedes conseguir tu trago sin ella

Y la taquilla está babeando

Y los taburetes están ardiendo

Y los periódicos están haciendo el tonto

Y los ceniceros están jubilados

Porque el piano ha estado bebiendo

El piano ha estado bebiendo

El piano ha estado bebiendo

No yo, no yo, no yo, no yo, no yo...

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