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
wide the sleep out of my eyes
My shaving razor's cold and it stings
Cheer up sleepy Jean oh what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a home coming queen
You once thought of me as a white knight
on a stead
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 home coming queen
Cheer up sleepy Jean oh what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a home coming queen
Cheer up sleepy Jean oh what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a home coming queen
Cheer up sleepy Jean oh what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a home
coming queen… while we grow old