It's quarter to three
There's no-one in the place
'Cept you and me

So set 'em up Joe
I've got a little story
I think you should 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

You know the routine
So put another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad
Can't you make the music easy and sad

I could tell you a lot
But I've gotta be true to my code
So make it one for my baby
And onе more for the road

You'd nevеr know it, but honey I'm a kind of poet
And I got a lot of things I'd like to say
When I'm feeling gloomy, you've got to listen to me
'Til it's all talked away
So, that's how it goes
And Joe I know you're getting anxious to close
And thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear

'Cause this touch that I've found
It's gotta be drowned or it just might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

For the long
Sometimes it's so very, very, very long, long road