It's quarter to three
There's no one in the place except you and me
So, set 'em up, Joe
I've got a little story you oughta know
We're drinking, my friend
To the end of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I got the routine
So drop another nickel in the machine
I'm feelin' so bad
I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad
Could tell you a lot
But that's not in a gentleman's code
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 lotta things to say
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Until it's talked away
Well, that's how it goes
And Joe, I know you're gettin' anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope, you didn't mind my bending your ear
There's no one in the place except you and me
So, set 'em up, Joe
I've got a little story you oughta know
We're drinking, my friend
To the end of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I got the routine
So drop another nickel in the machine
I'm feelin' so bad
I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad
Could tell you a lot
But that's not in a gentleman's code
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 lotta things to say
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Until it's talked away
Well, that's how it goes
And Joe, I know you're gettin' anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope, you didn't mind my bending your ear
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