'Well, I'm sure that I could be a movie star (gay porn?) He says, 'Bill, I believe this is killing me' He gets me my drinks for free (I bet he does… he's grooming you, Billy)Īnd he's quick with a joke, or to light up your smokeīut there's some place that he'd rather be (at home, fucking you)
When I wore a younger man's clothes' (a 'younger man' he just barebacked, no doubt)Īnd you've got us feelin' alright (and by 'alright', we mean 'hard') He says, 'Son can you play me a memory? (sure, Daddy)īut it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete Makin' love to his tonic and gin (perhaps he had his dick in his drink?) There's an old man sittin' next to me (uh-oh)
The regular crowd shuffles in (gays looooooove to shuffle… everyone knows that) It's nine o'clock on a Saturday (prime gay bar hours) Keeping that theory in mind, please reconsider the lyrics from now until the end of time… Stay with me on this… And apologies if you've heard this theory before.Īfter he dropped that bomb on me, he proceeded to further drop a theory that the guy playing the piano was the only straight guy in a gay bar, and all the regulars thought it was some sort of inside joke that Piano Man never caught on to his surroundings.
