One For My Baby - Iggy Pop

It’s quarter to three

There’s no one in the place except you and me

Set’em up, Joe

I’ve got a little story you oughta know

We’re drinking, my friend

To the end of a brief episode

Make it one for my baby

And one for the road

I’ve got the routine

So drop another nickel in the machine

I’m feeling so bad

Ain’t you make the music dreamy and sad

I could tell you a lot

But you’ve got to be true to your code

Make it one for my baby

And one 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

Just now I’m gloomy

You simply gotta listen to me

Until it’s talked away

That’s how it goes

And, Joe, I know you’re getting anxious to close

Well, thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn’t mind

My bending your ear

But this torch that I found

Joe, it's gotta be drowned

I think I’ll explode

Make it one for my baby

And another one for the road

That long, long road