BOB'S MUSIC PLAYER

DAYDREAM BELIEVER

by: the Monkees

Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings,
of the bluebird as she sings.
The six o'clock alarm would never ring!

But six rings, and I rise.
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
The shaving razors cold, and it stings!

Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean,
to a daydream beleiver,
and a homecoming queen?

You once thought of me,
as a white knight on his steed.
Now you know how happy I can be!

Oh, and all 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 beleiver,
and a homecoming queen?

Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean,
to a daydream beleiver,
and a homecoming queen?

(music break)

Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean,
to a daydream beleiver,
and a homecoming queen?