a fantastic jazz rendition of a Sinatra classic by Jamie Cullum...
in the wee small hours of the morning
when the whole wide world is fast asleep
you lie awake thinking of the girl
never even think of counting sheep
when your lonely heart has learnt its lesson
you'd be hers if only she would call
in the wee small hours of the morning
that's the time i miss her most of all
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