Lyrics

it's quarter to three and there's no one in the place except you and me, so set 'em up joe, i got a little story you ought to know, we're drinkin' my friend on to the end of a brief episode, make it one for my baby and one more for the road, i got the routine, gonna drop another quarter in this machine, feelin' so bad, i got to have the music dreamy and sad, i could tell you a lot but you have got to be true to your code, make it one for my baby and one more for the road, joe you'd never know it but i'm a kind of poet, and i got a lot of things to say, but when i'm gloomy just listen to me, until it's all talked away, well, that's how it goes and joe i know you're gettin' anxious to close, thanks, thanks for the cheer, hope you didn't mind my bendin' your ear, the torch that i found must be drowned or soon might explode, make it one for my baby and one more for the road, one more for the road

Song details

Artist: berry, chuck