One for My Baby

One for My Baby - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

It's quarter to three

Theres no one in the place cept you and me

So set em up joe

I got a little story I think you oughtta 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 got the routine

Put another nickel in that there machine

I'm feeling so bad

Can't you make the music easy and sad

I could tell you a lot

But you gotta 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 wanna say

And when I'm gloomy want you listen to me

Till it's all all 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

But this torch that I found

It's gotta be drowned

Or it soon might explode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

A long for a long a long for a long