It's a 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 ought 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'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 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've simply got to listen to me
Until it's talked away
That's how it goes and Joe I know you're
Getting anxious and you're ready to close
So thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear
This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might explode
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 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've simply got to listen to me
Until it's talked away
That's how it goes and Joe I know you're
Getting anxious and you're ready to close
So thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear
This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might explode
Make it one for my baby and one more for the road
Make it one for my baby and one more for the road
Make it one for my baby and one more for the road