One for my baby (and one more for the road)

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