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'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 got a routine
So drop another nickel
In the machine
I'm feeling so bad
I wish you'd make the music
Dreamy and sad
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 simply gotta listen to me
Until it's tucked 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
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

That long, long road
Set 'em up, Joe