Paroles de One For My Baby (And One More For The Road)

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 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 the routine, so drop another nickel in the machine I'm feeling so bad, wish you'd make the music pretty and sad 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 but buddy, I'm a kind of poet And I got a lot of things to say And when I'm gloomy, you simply got to listen to me Till it's all talked away Well that's how it goes and Joe, I know your getting pretty 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 So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road That long, long road