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 arise
wipe 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 homecoming queen...

you once thought of me
as a white night on a steed
now you know how happy i can be...

and our good times start to 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...