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 want to know
We're drinking my friend, to the end
Oh the end
Of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I got the routine
So I drop another nickel
In the machine
I feeling so bad
I wish you make the music
Easy and sad
I could tell you a lot
But you've got to be true to your code
Oh 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
Till it's talked away
Well that's how it goes
Oh And Joe I know you're getting
Anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind my
ending your ear
This torch that I found
Must be drowned
Or it's soon might explode
Oh make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Oh make it one for my baby