Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings
The 6 o'clock alarm would never ring
But it rings and I rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes
My shaving razor's cold and it stings
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?
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?
Cheer up sleepy Jean, oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?
