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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 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 knight on his 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? From Letras Mania