Oh I could hide 'neath the wings Of the blue bird as she sings The six-o'clock alarm would never ring But six rings and I rise Wipe the sleep out of my eyes The 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, our good times start and end Without all I want 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 queenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.