Things are okay with me these days
Got a good job, got a good office
Got a new wife, got a new life
And the family's fine
Oh, we lost touch long ago
You lost weight I did not know
You could ever look so nice after so much time
Do you remember those days hanging out at the village green
Engineer boots, leather jackets and tight blue jeans
Woah you drop a dime in the box play the song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
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Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
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
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Brenda and Eddy were still going steady in the summer of seventy five
When they decided the marriage would be at the end of July
Everyone said they were crazy
Brenda you know that you're much too lazy
Eddie could never afford to live that kind of life
Oh, but there we were waving Brenda and Eddie goodbye
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Well, they got an apartment with deep pile carpet
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, woh oh, woh oh yeah rock n roll
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
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, oh oh, oh oh
Brenda and Eddie had had it already by the summer of seventy five
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
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
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah yeah yeah
A bottle of red, oooh a bottle of white
Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight
I'll meet you anytime you want
In our Italian Restaurant
Notes:
? Run Down: There are no chords to fit over this part, the whole band plays the run down: