Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Eh, it's a quarter to three
There's no one in the place except you and me
Set 'em up, Joe
I got a little story that you oughta know
And oh, we're drinkin', my friend
To the end of a brief episode
And oh, yeah and make it one for my baby
One more for the road
[Verse 2]
I got the routine
So drop another nickel in the machine
And I'm feelin' so bad
I'd wished you'd make the music dreamy and sad
And oh and I could tell ya and I could tell you a lot
But you've got to be true to your code
And oh and make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
[Verse 3]
You'd never know it
But, buddy, I'm a kind of poet
I've got a lot of things to say
And oh, yeah
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Until it's all talked away
And oh and that's how it goes
And Joe, I know you're gettin' pretty anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind me bendin' your ear
And oh, yeah, this torch, this torch that I found
It must be drowned or it soon might explode
And oh and make it uh, one for my baby
And one more for the road
And oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
And make it one, two, three and four
And oh, come on and make it one, one more
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
[Verse 4]
And oh
Joe
Make it one more
And oh, one more for the road
Written by: Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer
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