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It's quarter to three |
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There's no one in the place except you and me |
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So set 'em up, Joe |
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I've got a little story you ought to know |
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We're drinking, my friend |
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To the end 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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Well, I know the routine |
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So put another nickel in the machine |
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I'm feeling so bad |
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I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad |
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Could tell you a lot |
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But you've got to be true to your 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 to say |
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And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta 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 Joe, I know you're getting anxious to close |
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So thanks for the cheer |
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I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear |
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This torch that I've found |
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Gotta be drowned 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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That long, long road |
