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Cançó: One for my baby (and one more for the
road)
Home: Frank Sinatra
CD: Only the Lonely
Any: 1958
mmm...
Imprescindible una copa a la mà, i una cigarreta a la boca.
Recomanable amb barret d'ala curta (amb 15º d'inclinació) i el cor trencat.
LLetra:
It's quarter to three,
there's no one in the place
except you and me.
So, set 'em up, Joe,
I've got a little story
you oughta know.
We're drinkin', my friend,
to the end of a brief episode.
Make it one for my baby
and one more for the road ...
I've got the routine,
so drop another nickel
in the machine.
I'm feelin' so bad,
wish you'd make
the music pretty and sad.
Could tell you a lot,
but you've got to be true to your 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 to say
And when I'm gloomy,
you simply gotta listen to me
Till it's all talked away.
Well that's how it goes and Joe,
I know you're gettin'
pretty anxious to close.
So, thanks for the cheer,
I hope you didn't mind
my bendin' 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 ...
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