Lyrics Nude At the Piano - John Musto, Patrick Mason, Mark Campbell

Nude At the Piano

Here I sit
Nude at the piano
On this cold, cold stool
I got with me here
A bottle of beer
And I’m feeling like a fool
And while I
Brood at the piano
You are somewhere faraway
So I sit and I freeze
And I stare at the keys
Wishing I knew how to play
I would jump
Off the Verrazano
But I’m really just too blue…
So I sit
Nude at the piano
The piano
I bought for you