I could hide ’neath the wings
Of the bluebird as it sings
The six o’clock alarm would never ring
But it rings, and I rise
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes
Me shaving razor’s cold, ooh, it stings
Cheer up, Sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?
Well, you once thought of me
As a white knight on his steed
Well, 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?
Davy: Hey fellas, come on, you gotta help me get them singin’ here.
Micky: Okay!
Davy: Come on, everybody. We want everyone to sing.
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?
Davy: Alright.