It´s quarter to three, there´s no one in the place
Except you and me
So set ´em´ up Joe, I got a little story
I think you should 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 know the routine, put another nickel
In the machine
I feel kind of bad, can´t you make the music
Easy and sad
I could tell you a lot, but it´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 lot of things I´d like to say
And if I´m gloomy, please listen to me
Till it´s talked away
Well that´s how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin´

Anxious to close
Thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn´t mind
My bending your ear
But this torch that I found, It´s gotta be drowned
Or it´s gonna explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road