One For My Baby Lyrics

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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
I think you should 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 know the routine, put another nickel
In the machine
I feel kind of bad, can't you make the music
Easy and sad
I could tell you a lot, but it's not
In a gentleman's 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
And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say
And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me
Till it's talked away
Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin'
Anxious to close
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's gonna explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

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Thanks to (Mr. Harold Arlen Doesn't Capitalize his I's) for correcting these lyrics. Apr 14, 2008

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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  
I think you should 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 know the routine, put another nickel  
In the machine  
I feel kind of bad, can't you make the music  
Easy and sad  
I could tell you a lot, but it's not  
In a gentleman's 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  
And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say  
And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me  
Till it's talked away  
Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin'  
Anxious to close  
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's gonna explode  
Make it one for my baby  
And one more for the road  
 
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Thanks to (Mr. Harold Arlen Doesn't Capitalize his I's) for correcting these lyrics. Apr 14, 2008

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