Johnny: "Okay. And once again, here's Bette Midler."
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Bette: "Well, you know, when they asked me to come on and... I can't believe it! The last, the last guest. The last fool Mr. Carson will have to suffer gladly. You are the wind beneath my wings. Oh, well he is."
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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. Got a little story
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I think you should know.
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We're drinkin', my friend, to the end
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of a sweet 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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Got the routine. So drop another nickel
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in the machine.
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Oh, gee, I'm feelin' so bad. Wish you'd make the music
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so dreamy and sad.
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You could tell me a lot. But it's not
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in a gentleman's code.
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Let's make it one for my baby
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and one more for the road.
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You may not know it,
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but buddy you're a kind of poet.
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And you've had a lot of things to say.
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And when I'm gloomy
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you always listen to me,
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until it's talked away.
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Well, that's how it goes.
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And John I know you're getting
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anxious to close.
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So, thanks for the cheer.
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I hope you didn't mind me
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bending your ear.
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For all of the years,
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for the laughs, for the tears,
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for the class that you showed,
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make it one for my baby
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and one more for the road.
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That long long road.
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Johhny: "Thank you, Bette. Ah."
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One For My Baby (And One More For The Road)
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Bette Midler |