Picture Postcards from L.A.
Dreams of Stardom: Picture Postcards from L.A.
Lyrics
I'm the piano player, down at Eddies' bar
Rachel is the waitress at the bar with aspirations of becoming a star.
And Rachel she's the waitress who want to be a star
Rachel is determined to achieve success and fame in the future.
She swears she's gonna make it, make it big someday
Rachel believes she will make it big one day.
And she'll send me picture postcards from L.A.
Rachel plans to send picture postcards from Los Angeles once she achieves her dreams.
When it's time for closing I play while Rachel cleans
During closing time, I play the piano while Rachel cleans.
She listens to my music, I listen to her dreams
We share moments where she listens to my music, and I listen to her dreams.
She sewars she's gonna make it, she's going all the way
Rachel is committed to pursuing her dreams all the way.
And I say, send me picture postcards from L.A.
I encourage her to send me picture postcards from L.A. when she succeeds.
Send me postcards from L.A. signed with love forevermore
I request postcards from L.A. signed with eternal love.
Picture postcards from L.A. to hang on my refrigerator door
These postcards will serve as mementos on my refrigerator door.
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd love a picture of the California sun
Expressing a desire for a picture of the California sun on the postcard.
When Rachel shares my pillow she always asks me things
Rachel asks personal questions when we share a pillow.
Like do I really think she's pretty, do I like the way she sings?
She inquires about her beauty and singing, to which I respond with a smile.
I don't know how to answer, so I always smile and say
Uncertain how to answer, I encourage her to send postcards from L.A.
I say, send me picture postcards from L.A.
Send me postcards from L.A. signed with love forevermore
Emphasizing the desire for these postcards to adorn my refrigerator door.
Picture postcards from L.A. to hang on my refrigerator door
Once again expressing the wish for a picture of the California sun.
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd love a picture of the California sun
Sometimes Rachel stands up in the middle of the bar
Rachel occasionally performs scenes from late-night shows in the bar.
And does a scene from the late show
Her performance is celebrated, and we anticipate her plans to leave.
We all clap our hands as she puts her apron on
Clapping as she puts on her apron, announcing her intention to leave next week.
And says next week, I'm gonna go
She'll even buy a ticket and pack her things to leave
We all pretend to believe her story, though familiar with the recurring pattern.
Though we all know the story we pretend that we believe
Despite the plans, something always arises, and she continues to stay.
But something always comes up, something always makes her stay
No picture postcards from L.A. have been received yet.
And still no picture postcards from L.A.
Send me postcards from L.A. signed with love forevermore
Repeating the request for postcards filled with eternal love.
Picture postcards from L.A. to hang on my refrigerator door
Desiring picture postcards from L.A. to decorate the refrigerator door.
Rachel, if you find me one, I'd love a picture of the California sun
Once again expressing the wish for a picture of the California sun.
I'm the piano player down at Eddie's bar
Reiteration of being the piano player at Eddie's bar.
And Rachel she's the waitress who wants to be a star
Restating Rachel's aspiration to become a star while working as a waitress.
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