It's Quarter To Three, There's No One In The Place
Except You And Me
So Set 'em' Up Joe, I Got A Little Story
I Think 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 Got The Routine, Put Another Nickel
In The Machine
I'm Feeling So Bad, Won't You Make The Music
Easy And Sad
I Could Tell You A Lot, But It's Not
In A Gentleman's Code
Just 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 I'd Like To Say
And When I'm Gloomy, Won't You Listen To Me
Till It's Talked Away
Well That's How It Goes, And Joe I Know Your Gettin'
Anxious To Close
Thanks For The Cheer
I Hope You Didn't Mind
My Bending Your Ear
But This Torch That I Found, It's Gotta Be Drowned
Or It Soon Might Explode
Make It One For My Baby
And One More For The Road
