Oh I hide neath the wings Of the bluebird as she sings The six o'clock alarm would never But it rings and I rise Wipe the sleep out of my eyes My shaving razors cold and it stings
You once thought of As a white knight 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 baby do we need
Cheer up sleepy Jean Oh what can it mean To a daydream And a homecoming queen
Cheer up sleepy Jean Oh what can it mean To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen
Cheer up Jean Oh what can it mean To a believer And a homecoming queen
Cheer up sleepy Jean Oh what can it mean To a daydream And a homecoming queen