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It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place
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Except you and me
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So set 'em' up Joe, I got a little story
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I think you should know
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We're drinking my friend, to the end
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Of a brief episode
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Make it one for my baby
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And one more for the road
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I know the routine, put another nickel
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In the machine
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I feel kind of bad, can't you make the music
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Easy and sad
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I could tell you a lot, but it's not
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In a gentleman's code
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Make it one for my baby
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And one more for the road
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You'd never know it, but buddy I'm a kind of poet
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And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say
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And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me
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Till it's talked away
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Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin'
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Anxious to close
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Thanks for the cheer
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I hope you didn't mind
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My bending your ear
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But this torch that I found, It's gotta be drowned
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Or it's gonna explode
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Make it one for my baby
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And one more for the road
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One For My Baby
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| Harold Arlen |
