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 a steed But now you know how happy I can be So our good times start and end Without dollar one to spend But how much baby do we really need?
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