(John Stewart)
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Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
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Of the bluebird as she sings.
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The six o'clock alarm would never ring.
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But it rings and I rise,
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Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
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My shavin' razor's cold and it stings.
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Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
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Oh, what can it mean.
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To a daydream believer
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And a homecoming queen.
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You once thought of me
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As a white knight on a steed.
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Now you know how happy I can be.
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Oh, and our good times start and end
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Without dollar one to spend.
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But how much, baby, do we really need.
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Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
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Oh, what can it mean.
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To a daydream believer
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And a homecoming queen.
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Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
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Oh, what can it mean.
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To a daydream believer
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And a homecoming queen.
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[Instrumental interlude]
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Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
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Oh, what can it mean.
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To a daydream believer
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And a homecoming queen.
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[Repeat and fade]
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Daydream Believer
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| The Monkees |
