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 rise 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 knight on his steed Now you know how happy I can be Oh and our good times start and end Without 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
