what a day for a daydream what a day for a daydreamin' boy and i'm lost in a daydream, yeah i'm dreamin' 'bout my bundle of joy and even if time ain
" Sunshine, daydream, hey, street coming daydream Hey, hey, I'm moving on a daydream, hey Hey, sweet coming daydream, hey Sun coming daydream, come on over daydream
you Like I'm daydreaming again Like I'm daydreaming again Like I'm daydreaming again Like I'm daydreaming again Like I'm daydreaming again Like I'm daydreaming again Like I'm daydreaming
You know I used to be a bad girl I got busy in the bathroom at my high school prom Yeah, I used to be a dancer at the local strip club But now I know
So you're going for you tool again Daydreaming I quietly observe standing in my space Daydreaming Well, I'm floating on air when I'm daydreaming
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
Daydreamer Come talk to me now Daydreamer, daydreamer Come with me now Don't, no you're sitting down From your eyes Is he sleeping anyhow? You're sitting
[Intro] Day dreaming and I'm thinking of you (x4) Look at my mind Floating away [Cam'Ron] I know f**kin' with a crook is whack I lied cheated still
you can pack and come along Why should I try? How can I try? If you can follow the honesty in song So I'll go skipping through all my Daydreams at a
then my plans slip through my fingers just like sand I wish that life could be just like a photograph One moment captured as you laugh your perfect laugh But that's a daydream
need All: 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
a moonage daydream, oh yeah! Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe Put your ray gun to my head Press your space face close to mine, love Freak out in a moonage daydream
When I was running out of time I turned it into a dream And you went drifting into my mind Things ain't the way that they seem I turn you into a dream
softly away with his moments of laughter And the the old washer-woman has finished her cleanin' and gone But the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
you've always wanted to tell them 'cause in the morning you might be dead so dont call the doctor 'cause Ill be ok its just a passing sad daydream and
I live on a big round ball I never do dream I may fall And even one day if I do Well, I'll jump up and smile back at you I don't even know where we are
By: jimmy buffett, jane slagsvol 1975 It was late in the evenin', just a few of us pickin' But the lady she played so easy and fine And the chords that
By: jimmy buffett, jane slagsvol One o'clock in mornin' People pilin' in thru the door Drinks are still comin' and I'm barely hummin' And the audience
