| Song | In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning |
| Artist | John Pizzarelli |
| Album | After Hours |
| In the wee small hours of the morning, | |
| While the whole wide world is fast asleep, | |
| You lie awake and think about the girl | |
| And never, ever think of counting sheep. | |
| When your lonely heart has learned its lesson, | |
| You'd be hers if only she would call, | |
| In the wee small hours of the morning, | |
| That's the time you miss her most of all. | |
| When your lonely heart has learned its lesson, | |
| You'd be hers if only she would call, | |
| In the wee small hours of the morning, | |
| That's the time you miss her most of all. |