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Standing on a corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset
Jane is in her vest
And me I'm in a rock 'n' roll band, huh
Riding in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
All, all the poets they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane, whoa-uh
Sweet Jane, oh-ho-uh
Sweet Jane
I'll tell you something Jack
He is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their monies
Huh, and when, when they come home from work
Ooh, sitting down by the fire, oh
The radio does play
The classical music there, Jim
"The March of the Wooden Soldiers"
All you protest kids
You can hear Jack say
(Get ready y'all)
Sweet Jane (uh, come on baby doll)
Sweet Jane, oh-oh-oh-oh-uh
Sweet Jane
Some people, they like to go out dancing
And other peoples, they have to work (just watch me now)
And there's even some evil mothers, ha-ha
Well, they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
You know that women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes, woo
And that, you know, children are the only ones who blush
And that, life is, just to die
And anyone who ever had a heart, oh
They wouldn't turn around and break it
And anyone who ever played a part, oh
They wouldn't turn around and hate it
Sweet Jane, oh-whoa-uh
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Heavenly wine and roses
Seem to whisper to her when he smiles
Heavenly wine and roses
Seem to whisper to her, hey, when she smiles
La lala lala la
La lala lala la
La lala lala la
La lala lala la
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
