Karaoké One for My Baby Frank Sinatra

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

You oughta know

We're drinkin', my friend to the end of a brief episode

So make it one for my baby and one more for the road

I got the routine drop another nickel ln the machine

I'm feelin' kinda bad

Can't you make the music easy and sad? l could tell you a lot but it's not in the gentleman's code

So 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 got a lot of things l'd like to say

And if I'm gloomy just listen to me 'till it's all talked away

Well, that's how it goes and Joe I know your gettin' anxious to close

So thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind my bendin' your ear

But this torch that I found it's gonna be drowned or it's gonna explode

So make it one for my baby and one more for the road

That long long

It's so long so very long so