its quarter to three,
theres no one in the place cept you and me
so set em up joe
i got a little story i think you oughtta know
were drinking my friend
to the end of a brief episode
so make it one for my baby
and one more for the road
i know the routine
put another nickel in that there machine
im feeling so bad
wont you make the music easy and sad
i could tell you a lot
but you gotta to be true to your code
so make it one for my baby
and one more for the road
youd never know it
but buddy im a kind of poet
and ive got a lot of things i wanna say
and if im gloomy, please listen to me
till its all, all talked away
well, thats how it goes
and joe i know youre gettin anxious to close
so thanks for the cheer
i hope you didnt mind
my bending your ear
but this torch that i found
its gotta be drowned
or it soon might explode
so make it one for my baby
and one more for the road
