I'm the piano player, down at Eddies' bar,

and Rachel she's the waitress who want to be a star.

She swears she's gonna make it, make it big someday,

and she'll send me picture postcards from L.A.



When it's time for closing I play while Rachel cleans.

She listens to my music, I listen to her dreams.

She sewars she's gonna make it, she's going all the way,

and I say,