One for my baby

It's quarter to 3...there's no one in the place ...cept you and me....so set em up Joe...I've got a little story...I think you should...were drinkin my friend....til the end ...of this brief episode...so make it one for my baby...and one more for the road....I know the routine...put another quarter...in the machine....I feel kinda bad...won't you make the music...easy and sad...I could tell you alot...but it's not.....in a gentlemen's code....so make it one for my baby...and another for the road.....you'd never know it...but buddy I'm a kind of poet....and I got alot of things I'd like to say....and please when I'm Gloomy....won't you listen to me....til it's talked away....well,...that's how it goes....and Joe I know you're getting....anxious to close...anyway, thanks for the cheer..I hope you didn't mind...my bending your ear.....but this " Torch " that I found...it's gotta be drowned....or it's gonna explode...so make it one for my baby,...and another one for the road...the long....it's damn long.......