One For My Baby (And One More For The Road)

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 you oughta 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’ve got the routine,

So drop another nickel in the machine

I'm feeling so bad,

I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad

I could tell you a lot,

But it’s not in this lady’s 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

Untill it's 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 got must be drowned

Or it soon might explode

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

That long, long road