One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)

It's quarter to 3:00, 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

So make it one for my baby and one more for the road

I got the routine, put another nickel in that machine

Feeling so bad, can't you make the music easy and sad

I could tell you a lot but it's not in a gentleman's code

So just 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 I'd like to say

And when I'm gloomy, won't you listen to me

Until it's all, all talked away

Well, that's how it goes, Joe, I know you're gettin' anxious to close

So thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear

But these thoughts that I feel, it's gotta be drowned

Or it soon might explode

So make it one for my baby and one more for the road

Just make it one for my baby and one more for the road