(Hilliard/Mann)
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When the sun is high in the afternoon sky
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You can always find something to do
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But from dusk till dawn as the clock ticks on
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Something happens to you
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In the wee small hours of the morning
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While the whole wide world is fast asleep
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You lie awake and think about the boy
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And never ever think of counting sheep
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When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
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You'd be his if only he'd call
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In the wee small hours of the morning
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That's the time you miss him most of all
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When your lonely heart has learned its lesson
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You'd be his if only he'd call
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In the wee small hours of the morning
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That's the time you miss him most of all
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In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning
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| Carly Simon |
