All the Way / One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)
Its quarter to three, There's no one in the place cept you and me So set em up joe I got a little story I think you oughtta know
Were 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 Put another nickel in that there machine Im feeling so bad Wont 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
Youd never know it But buddy Im a kind of poet And Ive got a lot of things I wanna say And if Im gloomy, please 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 Its gotta be drowned Or it soon might explode So make it one for my baby And one more for the road