Oh i could hide
‘neath the wings of the bluebird
As she sings
The six o‘clock alarm would never ring...
But it rings and i arise
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes
My shaving razors cold and it stings...
Cheer up sleepy jean
Oh what can it mean...
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen...
You once thought of me
As a white night on a steed
Now you know how happy i can be...
And our good times start to end
Without a dollar one to spend
But how much baby do we really need...
Cheer up sleepy jean
Oh what can it mean...
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen...
Cheer up sleepy jean
Oh what can it mean...
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen...