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 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