Текст песни One For My Baby (And One More For the Road) - Ella Fitzgerald

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 drinking 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 feeling so bad, we should make the music
Dreamy and sad
I could tell you a lot, but you have 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 talked away
Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know you're gettin'
Anxious to close
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
One for my baby
One for the road