I'm Putting All My Eggs In One Basket

de Tony Bennett

It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place
Except you and me
So set 'em' up Joe
You know John,
I got a little story that you'd know

We're 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 drop another nickel
In the machine
Man, I feel so bad
I wish you'd make that music
Dream and sad

I could tell you a lot
But you gotta be true to your code
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've got a lot of thingsto say
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Till it's talked away

Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know you're gettin'
Very anxious to close
Thanks for the cheer
I hope you don't mind
My bending your ear

But this torch that I found, It's gotta be drowned
Or it soon might explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

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