Ella Fitzgerald - One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)
(The Intimate Ella)

It's quarter to three,
There's no one in the place
Except you and me
So set 'em' up joe,
I've got a little story
You should know
We're drinking my friend,
To the end of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road.

I've got the routine,
So drive another nickel
In the machine
I'm feelin' so bad,
Wish you'd make the music
Dreamy and sad
Could tell you a lot,
But you've got to be true to your code
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 to say
And then if I'm gloomy,
You simply got to listen to me
Untill it's talked away

Well that's how it goes,
And joe I know your gettin'
Anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear

This torch that I found,
Must be drowned
Or it soon might explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long long long long road
One for my baby,
One for road