Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings The 6 o'clock alarm would never ring But it rings and I rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes The tears of yesterday don't mean a thing 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 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?