Oh I could hide beneath the wings of the bluebird as he sings
The six oclock alarm would never ring
But it rings and I rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes
My shaving razors cold and it stings
Cheer up, sleepy jean, oh what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?

You once thought of me as a white knight on a steed
Now you know how happy I can be
Oh, and our good time starts and ends
With a 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?