Lyrics:

Johnny: 'okay. and once again, heres bette midler.'



Bette: 'well, you know, when they asked me to come on and . . . I cant believe it! the last, the last guest. the last fool mr. carson will have to suffer gladly. you are the wind beneath m

Gs. oh, well he is.'



Quarter to three. theres no one in the place

Except you and me.

So set em up, joe. got a little story

I think you should know.



Were drinkin, my friend, to the end

Of a sweet episode.

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road.



Got the routine. so drop another nickel

In the machine.

Oh, gee, Im feelin so bad. wish youd make the music

So dreamy and sad.



You could tell me a lot. but its not

In a gentlemans code.

Lets make it one for my baby

And one more for the road.



You may not know it,

But buddy youre a kind of poet.

And youve had a lot of things to say.

And when Im gloomy

You always listen to me,

Until its talked away.



Well, thats how it goes.

And john I know youre getting

Anxious to close.

So, thanks for the cheer.

I hope you didnt mind me

Bending your ear.



For all of the years,

For the laughs, for the tears,

For the class that you showed,

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road.

That long long road.



Johhny: 'thank you, bette. ah.'