Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset and Jane is in her vest and me Im in a rock and roll band Riding in a Stutz Bearcat Jim, those were different times And the poets studied rules of verse and all the ladies rolled their eyes Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack he is a banker and Jane she is a clerk And theyre both saving up all their money and when they come home from work Sitting by the fire, radios playin a little classical music for you, kids To the march of the wooden soldiers and you can hear Jack say Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Some people like to go out dancing, other people they got to work And theres always some evil mothers, I tell you life is just full of dirt And the women never really faint and the villains always blink their eyes And children are the only ones that blush and that life is just to die But anyone who had a heart, he wouldnt want to turn around and break it And anyone who ever played a part, he wouldnt want to turn around and hate it Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Oh my sweet Jane
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