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 that you ought to 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
Drop another nickel in the machine, nickel [Incomprehensible]
I'm feelin' 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
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
You'd never know it, buddy, I'm a kind of poet
And I've got a of lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy, simply got to listen to me
Until they're all talked away, 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
This touch 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, long
That long, long, long road
That's how it goes
So I know you're getting anxious to close
That's how it goes
Take a round, lie down
Yes, make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long, that long, long road

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