The best of the Billy Joel songbook as discussed among a consortium of the Bill/Post Music staff, the Luigi Shed Society, and the 48 Foundation.
Bottle of red... Bottle of white... Whatever kind of mood you're in tonight. I'll meet you any time you want in our Italian Restaurant...
Sing us a song, you're the piano man, sing us a song tonight. Well, we're all in the mood for a melody and you've got us feelin' alright...
Oh sooner or later it comes down to faith... Oh I might as well be the one... You know that only the good die young...
I've seen all the movie stars in their fancy cars and their limousines, been high in the Rockies under the evergreens... But I know what I'm needin', and I don't want to waste more time... I'm in a New York state of mind...
We didn't start the fire, it was always burning since the world's been turning... We didn't start the fire... No we didn't light it, but we tried to fight it...
It's the next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways... It's still rock and roll to me... Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound, funny, but it's still rock and roll to me...
You may be right, I may be crazy, but it just may be a lunatic you're looking for... Turn out the light, don't try to save me... You make be wrong for all I know, but you may be right...
She's got a smile that heals me... I don't know why it is, but I have to laugh when she reveals me... She's got a way about her...
Who knows how much further we'll go on, maybe I'll be sorry when you're gone; I'll take my chances, I forgot how nice romance is... I haven't been there for the longest time...
And she'll promise you more than the garden of Eden, then she'll carelessly cut you and laugh while you're bleeding... But she brings out the best and the worst you can be, blame it all on yourself 'cause she's always a woman to me...
In the middle of the night, I go walking in my sleep, through the jungle of doubt to a river so deep... I know I'm searching for something, something so undefined that it can only be seen by the eyes of the blind...
Fool them all but baby I can tell, you're no stranger to the street... Don't ask for favors... Don't talk to strangers... Don't ask me why...
And it was dark, so dark at night... And we held onto each other, like brother to brother, we promised our mothers we'd write... And we would all go down together...
I am the entertainer and I've had to pay my price, the things I did not know at first, I learned by doing twice...
I'm sure there's many times you've wanted me to hear your secrets, don't be afraid to say the words that move me anytime you want to tell them to me... It's just a fantasy, it's not the real thing, but sometimes a fantasy is all you need...
Darling I don't know why I go to extremes, too high or too low there ain't no in-betweens; if I stand or I fall, it's all or nothing at all... Darling i don't know whay I go to extremes...
OTHERS RECEIVING VOTES: Tell Her About It; An Innocent Man; Big Shot; Keeping the Faith; Matter of Trust; Uptown Girl; Summer, Highland Falls: You're My Home; Stiletto; Captain Jack; Souvenir; Sleeping with the Television On; Miami 2017 (I've Seen the Lights Go Out on Broadway); Ballad of Billy the Kid; Until the Night; Just the Way You Are; The Stranger; A Room of Our Own
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