One for My Baby

One For My Baby - bassSinger

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 you wanna 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've got the routine

So drop another nickel in the machine

I'm feeling so bad

Wish you make the music dreamy and sad

I could tell you a lot but you've

Got to be true to your code

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'd like to say

But when I'm gloomy you simply got to listen to me

Untill it's talked away

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

But when I'm gloomy you simply got to listen to me

Untill 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

This torch that I found

It's gotta be drowned

Or it soon might explode

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

Make it one two three or four

Want you make it

Make it for more

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road