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    TomBroxExanos

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    Oh, I could hide neath the wings
    Of the bluebird as she sings.
    The six oclock alarm would never ring.
    But it rings and I rise,
    Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
    My shavin razors 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.
    Now you know how happy I can be.
    Oh, and our good times starts 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.

    Cheer up, sleepy jean.
    Oh, what can it mean.
    To a daydream believer
    And a homecoming queen.