Lyrics
I got a little story i think you oughtta know, and ive got a lot of things i wanna say
And one more for the road, so make it one for my baby, so make it one for my baby
im feeling so bad
Put another nickel in that there machine, and one more for the road, wont you make the music easy and sad
but this torch that i found
and one more for the road
Im feeling so bad, so make it one for my baby
youd never know it but buddy im a kind of poet
My bending your ear, all talked away
There s no one in the place cept you and me so set em up joe, i could tell you a lot
I got a little story i think you oughtta know, so make it one for my baby
So make it one for my baby, but you gotta to be true to your code
So make it one for my baby, i could tell you a lot, that s how it goes
Wont you make the music easy and sad, and if im gloomy Baby, im feeling so bad
im feeling so bad
I know the routine, i could tell you a lot, youd never know it but buddy im a kind of poet
i hope you didn t mind
That s how it goes, but you gotta to be true to your code
there s no one in the place cept you and me so set em up joe
Put another nickel in that there machine, its quarter to three, or it soon might explode
I could tell you a lot, so make it one for my baby For, and ive got a lot of things i wanna say
Please listen to me till it s all, i hope you didn t mind, and one more for the road
to the end of a brief episode
so make it one for my baby