Oh I could hide neath the wings Of the bluebird as sings The six o'clock alarm would never ring But it rings and I rise Wipe the sleep out of eyes My shaving razors cold and it stings
You once thought me As a white knight on his steed Now know how happy I can be Oh and our times start and end Without dollar one to spend But how much baby do we really need
Cheer up sleepy Jean what can it mean To a daydream believer And a queen
Cheer up sleepy Jean Oh what can it mean To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen
Cheer up Jean Oh what 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 queen