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It Never Entered My Mind / In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning Lyrics - Artist : Boone, Debby
I don't care if there's powder on my nose
I don't care if my hairdo is in place I've lost the very meaning of repose I never put a mudpack on my face Oh, who'd have thought that I'd walk in a daze Now I never go to shows at night but just to matinees Now I see the show And home I go Once I laughed when I heard you saying That I'd be playing solitaire Uneasy in my easy chair It never entered my mind Once you told me I was mistaken That I'd awaken with the sun And order orange juice for one It never entered my mind You have what I lack, myself And now I even have to scratch my back myself In the wee small hours of the morning While the whole wide world is fast asleep You lie awake and you think about the boy And never, ever think of counting sheep When your lonely heart has learned its lesson You'd be his if only he would call In the wee small hours of the morning That's the time you miss him most of all Once you warned me that if you scorned me I'd sing the maiden's prayer again And wish that you were there again To get into my hair again It never entered my mind It never entered my mind |
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