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

Woah, and our good time

starts and ends

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

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