'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 shavin' razor's cold and it stings

[C]

Cheer up, sleepy Jean

Oh, what can it mean

to a Daydream believer and a homecoming queen

[V2]

You once thought of me as a white knight on his steed

Now you know how happy I can be

Whoa, and our good times start and end

Without dollar one to spend

But how much, baby, do we really need