Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest
Me, honey, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know those were different times
All the poets they studied rules of verse
And those ladies they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane
Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their money
When they come home from work
Sittin' down by the fire
Radio does play, look classical music there, kids
"The March Of The Wooden Soldiers"
You can hear Jack say
Sweet Jane
Some people like to go out dancing
And other people like us, we gotta work
And there's even some evil mothers
They're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
And you know that women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes
That children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die
Anyone who ever had a heart
And wouldn't turn around and break it
Anyone who ever played a part
And wouldn't turn around and hate it
Sweet Jane
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest
Me, honey, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band
Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know those were different times
All the poets they studied rules of verse
And those ladies they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane
Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their money
When they come home from work
Sittin' down by the fire
Radio does play, look classical music there, kids
"The March Of The Wooden Soldiers"
You can hear Jack say
Sweet Jane
Some people like to go out dancing
And other people like us, we gotta work
And there's even some evil mothers
They're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
And you know that women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes
That children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die
Anyone who ever had a heart
And wouldn't turn around and break it
Anyone who ever played a part
And wouldn't turn around and hate it
Sweet Jane
It must be nice to disappear
To have a vanishing act
To always be looking forward
And never looking back
How nice it is to disappear
Float into a mist
With a young lady on your arm
Looking for a kiss
It might be nice to disappear
To have a vanishing act
To always be looking forward
Never look over your back
It must be nice to disappear
Float into a mist
With a young lady on your arm
Looking for a kiss
It must be nice to disappear
To have a vanishing act
To always be moving forward
And never looking back
How nice it is to disappear
Float into a mist
With a young lady on your arm
Looking for a kiss
Looking for a kiss
Float into a mist
To have a vanishing act
To always be looking forward
And never looking back
How nice it is to disappear
Float into a mist
With a young lady on your arm
Looking for a kiss
It might be nice to disappear
To have a vanishing act
To always be looking forward
Never look over your back
It must be nice to disappear
Float into a mist
With a young lady on your arm
Looking for a kiss
It must be nice to disappear
To have a vanishing act
To always be moving forward
And never looking back
How nice it is to disappear
Float into a mist
With a young lady on your arm
Looking for a kiss
Looking for a kiss
Float into a mist
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