In the wee-wee hours, that's when I think of you
In the wee-wee hours, that's when I think of you
You say, but yet I wonder, if your love was ever true
In a wee little room, I sit alone and think of you
In a wee little room, I sit alone and think of you
I wonder if you still remember, all the things we used to do
In a wee little room, I sit alone and think of you
One little song, for a fading memory
Of the one I really love, the only one for me