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I'm the piano player, at Eddies' bar,
and Rachel she's the waitress who to be a star.
She swears she's make it, make it big someday,
and she'll send me picture from L.A.
When it's time for closing I while Rachel cleans.
She listens to my music, I to her dreams.
She swears she's gonna make it, going all the way,
and I say, "Send me picture postcards L.A.
"Send me from L.A. signed with love forevermore.
postcards from L.A. to hang on my
door.
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd love a picture of the
sun."
When Rachel my pillow she always asks me things
like do I really think pretty, do I like the way she sings?
I don't know how to answer, so I smile and say,
I say, "Send me picture postcards 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 love a picture of the
sun.
"
Sometimes Rachel up in the middle of the bar
and a scene from the late show.
We all our hands as she puts her apron on
and says "Next week, I'm go."
She'll even buy a and pack her things to leave.
Though we all know the story we pretend we believe.
But always comes up, something always makes her stay.
And still no picture postcards L.A.
Send me postcards L.A. signed with love forevermore.
Picture postcards from L.A. to hang on my doo
r.
Rachel, if you me one, I'd love a picture of the California
sun."
I'm the piano player at Eddie's bar,
and she's the waitress who wants to be a star.