berry, chuck
one for my baby (and one more for the road)
it's quarter to three and there's no one in the place except you and me so set 'em up joe i got a little story you ought to know we're drinkin' my friend on to the end of a brief episode make it one for my baby and one more for the road i got the routine gonna drop another quarter in this machine feelin' so bad i got to have the music dreamy and sad i could tell you a lot but you have got to be true to your code make it one for my baby and one more for the road joe you'd never know it but i'm a kind of poet and i got a lot of things to say but when i'm gloomy just listen to me until it's all talked away well that's how it goes and joe i know you're gettin' anxious to close thanks thanks for the cheer hope you didn't mind my bendin' your ear the torch that i found must be drowned or soon might explode make it one for my baby and one more for the road one more for the road