(Talking)
Hey, John, come on lets have a drink
If you insist
(Sung)
It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place
Except you and me
Set 'em' up Joe, you know, John, I got a little story
That you oughta know
(Gotta hear about this)
We're drinking my friend, to the end
Of a brief episode
(I'm telling you, that's what happened)
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
(Here's to you, cheers)
I know the routine
(Oh, no, you too)
so drop another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad, I wish you make the music
dreamy and sad
(Wow)
I could tell you a lot (you too right) but you got to be true to your 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
Yeah, that's right, I've got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Till it's talked away
(Let's have another drink, bartender, fill it up again)
That's how it goes, and John I know your gettin'
Anxious to close
Tony, thanks for the cheer
I hope you don't mind
My bending your ear
'Cause this torch that I found, must be drowned
Or it'll soon might explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long, long road
(Sleep tight)