Lobo Daydream Believer
Đóng góp: 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 shaving 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 a steed
But now you know how happy I can be
So our good times start and end
Without dollar one to spend
But how much baby do we really need?
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 shaving 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 a steed
But now you know how happy I can be
So our good times start and end
Without dollar one to spend
But how much baby do we really need?
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