one for my baby (from "duets")
Writer(s): johnny mercer/harold arlen
It´s quarter to three,
There´s no one in the place ´cept you and me
So set ´em´ up joe
I got a little story i think you oughtta 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
I know the routine
Put another nickel in that there machine
I´m feeling so bad
Won´t you make the music easy and sad
I could tell you a lot
But you gotta to be true to your code
So 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 wanna say
And if i´m gloomy, please listen to me
Till it´s all, all talked away
Well, that´s how it goes
And joe i know you´re gettin´ anxious to close
So 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 soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
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