One For My Baby

It's quarter to three
 There's no one in the place except you and me
 So, set 'em up, Joe
 I got a little story you oughta know
 We're drinkin', 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 the machine
 I'm feelin' so bad
 Wish you'd make the music pretty and sad
 Could tell you a lot
 But you've got to be true to your code
 So, make it one for my baby
 And one more for the road
 Oh, you'd never know it
 But buddy I'm a kind of poet
 And I 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 your gettin' pretty anxious to close
 So, thanks for the cheer
 I hope you didn't mind my bendin' your ear
 This torch that I found must be drowned
 Or it soon might explode
 So, make it one for my baby
 And one more for the road
 That long, long road