It's quarter to three, There's no one in the place except you and me So set'em up Joe, I’ve got a little story I want you to know We're drinking my friend, To the end of a brief episode Make it one for my baby And one more for the road
I got the routine, So drop another nickel in that machine I'm feeling so bad, I wish you make that music dreamy and sad I could tell you a lot, But you've got to be true to your code Make it one for my baby And one more for the road
You'd never know it, But buddy, I'm a kind of poet And I've got a lot of things to say And when I'm gloomy, You simply gotta listen to me Until it's all talked away
Well that's how it goes, And Joe, I know you're gettin' anxious to close So thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind My bending your ear This torch that I’ve found must be drowned Or it soon might explode Make it one for my baby And one more for the road This long, long road
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