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I'm the piano down at Eddie's bar
And Rachel she's the who wants to be a star
She she's gonna make it, make it big someday
And she'll me picture postcards from L.A.

When it's for closing, I play while Rachel cleans
She listens to my music, I listen to her
She swears she's gonna make it, going all the way
And I say, "Send me picture postcards L.A.

me postcards from L.A. signed with love forevermore
Picture from L.A. to hang on my refrigerator door
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd love a of
The sun

When Rachel shares my she always asks me things
Like do I really think she's pretty, do I like the way she
I don't know how to answer, so I always and say
I say, "Send me postcards from L.A.

Send me postcards from L.A. signed with love
Picture from L.A. to hang on my refrigerator door
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd a picture of
The sun

Sometimes Rachel stands up in the of the bar
And a scene from the late show
We all clap our hands as she her apron on
And says, "Next week, I'm go"

She'll even buy a and pack her things to leave
Though we all the story, we pretend that we believe
But something always comes up, something always her stay
And still no picture from L.A.

Send me postcards from L.A. signed with forevermore
Picture from L.A. to hang on my refrigerator door
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd a picture of
The sun

I'm the piano down at Eddie's bar
And she's the waitress who wants to be a star