Oh I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the blue bird as she sings
The six o'clock alarm would never ring
But it rings and we rise wipe
The sleep out of our eyes
The shaving razor's cold and it stings.
Cheer up sleepy Jean
Oh what can it mean to a
Daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.
I once thought of you as
A white knight on a steed
Now you know how happy we can be.
Oh when our good times started then
Not 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.