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Quarter to three |
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There's no one in the place except you and me |
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So set 'em up, Joe |
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Got a little story, I think you should know |
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We're drinkin', my friend |
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To the end of a sweet episode |
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Make it one for my baby |
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And one more for the road |
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Got the routine |
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So drop another nickel in the machine |
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Oh, gee, I'm feelin' so bad |
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Wish you'd make the music so dreamy and sad |
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You could tell me a lot |
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But it's not in a gentleman's code |
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Let's make it one for my baby |
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And one more for the road |
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You may not know it but buddy you're a kind of poet |
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And you've had a lot of things to say |
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And when I'm gloomy, you always listen to me |
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Until it's talked away |
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Well, that's how it goes |
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And John I know you're getting anxious to close |
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So, thanks for the cheer |
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I hope you didn't mind me, bending your ear |
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For all of the years |
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For the laughs, for the tears |
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For the class that you showed |
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Make it one for my baby |
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And one more for the road |
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That long, long road |
