Frank Sinatra - One For My Baby (And One More For the Road)

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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
I think you ought to 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 know the routine
Put another nickel
In that there machine
I'm feeling so bad
Won't you make the music
easy and sad?

I could tell you a lot
But you got to be true
To your code
So 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 wanna say
And if I'm gloomy
Please listen to me
Till it's all, all talked away

Well, that's how it goes
And Joe I know
You're getting anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear

But this torch that I found
It's gotta be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road...