Seven-A What number is this, Chip? Seven-A! Okay, know what I mean, like, don't get excited, men It's 'cause I'm short, I know 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 My shavin' 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 his steed Now you know how happy I can be Oh, and our good time 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? 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 day...