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One for My Baby - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)
It's quarter to three
Theres no one in the place except you and me
So set them up joe
I got a little story you got to know
Where drinking my friend
To the end of a brief episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I got the routine
So junp another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad
Wish you make the music pretty and sad
Could tell you a lot
But you gotta to be true to your code
So make it one for my baby
One more for the road
You'd never know it
But buddy I'm a kind of poet
And I've got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy
You simply got to listen to me
Till its all all talked away
Well thats how it goes
And joe I know you're getting
Pretty anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear
This torch that I found
Must be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long long road