(Harold Arlen/Johnny Mercer)
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It's quarter to three, no one in the place
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except you and me
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So set 'em up Bro. 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 got the routine, put another quarter
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in the machine
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I'm feeling so bad, can't you make the music
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dreamin' and sad
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I tell you a lot, but you've got to be
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true do your code
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Make it one for my baby
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one more for the road
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I know you'd never know it, but men I'm a kind of poet
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and I've got a lot of things to you say
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But when I'm gloomy, please listen to me
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till it's talked away
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That's how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin'
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anxious to close
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Hey, baby, thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind
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my bending your ear
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This torch that I found, must 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 more for my baby
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one more for the road
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For the long, (long-long, lonesome road)
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long, long road
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For the long, (long-long, lonesome road)
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long, lonesome road,.... road
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(Long-long, lonesome road) [x4]
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One For My Baby (And One More For The Road)
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Lou Reed |