Lyrics:

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
That you oughta 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, trap another nickel in the machine (Nickel, oh gosh)
I'm feelin' so bad, I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad
I could tell you a lot, but you've gotta be true to your code
So make it one for my baby and one more for the road

You'd never know it, buddy, I'm a kind of poet
And I've got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy, simply gotta listen to me until they're all talked away

That's how it goes, Joe, I know you're 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
So make it one for my baby and one more for the road

That long, long, long
That long, long, long road
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, bo, da, da, da, do, do, de

Just like Count Basie, let's do it one more time

That's how it goes, Joe, I know you're gettin' anxious to close
That's how it goes, take it, Ralph
Right on
Yes

Make it one for my baby and one more for the road
That long, that long, long road