Tony:
It's quarter to three
There's no one in the place except you and me
Set 'em up, Joe,
You know John I've got a little story that you ought know
Maybe you've heard about this
We're drinking, my friend
To the end of a brief episode
(I'm telling you, this is what happened)
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
John:
I got the routine (Tony: Oh no, you too?)
So drop another nickel in the machine
Men I'm feeling so bad
I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad
I Could tell you a lot (Tony: You too?)
But you've got to be true to your code
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Tony:
You'd never know it but buddy, I'm a kind of poet
And I got a lot of things to say
John:
And when I'm gloomy
You simply gotta listen to me
Until it's talked away
Tony:
(Let's have another drink, bartender flow it up in here would you?)
That's how it goes
John I know your getting pretty anxious to close (John: You don't know me well then)
John:
Tony thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear
Tony:
'Cause this torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might explode
Together:
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long, long road