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, Wipe the sleep out of my eyes. My shavin razor's 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 times start and end Without 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. {Repeat and fade}