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