We're drinking my friend, To the end of a brief episode, Make it one for my baby, And one more for the road

Johnny felt his greatest gift as a songwriter was the ability to catch the mood of a tune.

That old black magic has me in its spell.

That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine

Drinking is a way of ending the day

All that matters is the ending, its the most important part of the story, and this one is very good. This one is perfect,