| Lyrics | % Correct |
|---|---|
| It's nine o'clock on a {Saturday} | 98%
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| Sing us a song, you're the {piano} {man} | 96%
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| Now John at the bar is a {friend} of mine | 93%
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| Well, we're all in the mood for a {melody} | 93%
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| And you've got us feelin' {alright} | 92%
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| Sing us a song {tonight} | 92%
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| But there's someplace that he'd {rather} {be} | 88%
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| I'm not really sure {how} {it} {goes} | 88%
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| But it's better than drinking {alone} | 87%
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| If I could get out of this {place} | 87%
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| When I wore a younger man's {clothes} | 87%
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| As the smile ran away from {his} {face} | 86%
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| Makin' love to his {tonic} {and} {gin} | 86%
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| And I knew it {complete} | 84%
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| But it's sad and it's {sweet} | 84%
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| And he's quick with a {joke} | 83%
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| And probably will be for {life} | 83%
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| He gets me my drinks {for} {free} | 83%
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| Or to light up your {smoke} | 83%
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| There's an old man sitting {next} {to} {me} | 81%
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| Who never had time for a {wife} | 81%
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| Who's still in the {navy} | 80%
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| And they sit at the {bar} | 79%
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| And say "Man, what are you {doin}' {here}?" | 78%
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| He says Bill, I believe this is {killing} {me} | 78%
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| Yes, they're sharing a drink they call {loneliness} | 78%
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| And the waitress is practicing {politics} | 77%
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| It's a pretty good {crowd} for a Saturday, | 77%
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| And put bread in my {jar} | 76%
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| the regular crowd {shuffles} in | 76%
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| And he's talking with {Davy} | 74%
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| And the manager gives me a {smile} | 74%
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| Well I'm sure that I could be a {movie} {star} | 74%
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| And the microphone smells like a {beer} | 73%
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| As the businessmen slowly get {stoned} | 73%
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| To {forget} about life for awhile. | 71%
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| He says, Son can you play me a {memory} | 70%
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| They've been coming {to} {see} | 68%
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| Cause he knows that {it}'{s} {me} | 66%
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| Now Paul is a real estate {novelist} | 66%
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| And the piano sounds like a {carnival} | 60%
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