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
I think you should know
We're drinking my friend, to the end Of a brief episode
And one more for the road
Make it one for my baby In the machine
I feel kind of bad, can't you make the music
I know the routine, put another nickel
Easy and sad In a gentleman's code
Make it one for my baby
I could tell you a lot, but it's not
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 I'd like to say
And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me Till it's talked away
Thanks for the cheer
Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin'
Anxious to close
But this torch that I found, It's gotta be drowned
I hope you didn't mind My bending your ear
Make it one for my baby
Or it's gonna explode
And one more for the road.
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