Pop
Oh, 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 shavin' razor's cold
and it stings …
Cheer up, sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean
'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 …
Cheer up, sleepy Jean
Oh, what can it mean