Wish you'd make the music pretty and sad
This torch that I found must be drowned
And Joe I know you're gettin' pretty anxious to close
But you gotta to be true to your code
I got the routine
And when I'm gloomy, you simply got to listen to me
Or it soon might explode
So thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear
So make it one for my baby
You'd never know it but buddy I'm a kind of poet
We're drinking my friend
To the end of a brief episode
I got a little story, you oughtta know
Make it one for my baby
So set 'em' up Joe
And one more for the road
Till it's all talked away
So make it one for my baby
I'm feeling so bad
And I've got a lot of things to say
One more for the road
Well, that's how it goes
I could tell you a lot
So drop another nickel in the machine
