"One For My Baby" lyrics

It's a quarter to three
There's no one in the place but you and me
So, set them up, Joe
I've got a little story you ought to know

We're 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
Throw another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad
Can't we make the music easy and sad?

I could tell you a lot
But you've got to be true to your cold
So, 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 lot of things I want to say
And when I'm gloomy
You'd better listen to me
'Til it's all talked away

That's how it goes
And, Joe, I know you're getting anxious to close
So, thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear

This torch I found must be drowned
Or it soon will explode
So, make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

That long-long road