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Standin' on a corner | Suitcase in my hand | Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest
Standin' on a corner Suitcase in my hand Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest And me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim You know those were different times All, all the poets studied rows of verse And those ladies, they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane, oh Sweet Jane, oh, oh Sweet Jane I'll tell you somethin' of Jack, he is a banker And Jane, she is a clerk And the both of them save their moneys And when, when they come home from work Ooh, sittin' by the fire, ooh The radio just played a little classical music that jam The march of the wooden soldiers All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say Get ready ya Sweet Jane, ah, come on baby now Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Some people like to go out dancing And other people, they have to work, just watch me now And there's always some evil mothers Well they gonna tell you that everything is just of dirt You know that women never really faint And that villeins always blink their eyes, ooh And that you know children are the only ones who blush And that life is just to die But anyone with or had a heart, oh They wouldn't turn around and break it And anyone who ever played the part, oh They wouldn't turn around and hate it Sweet Jane, oh-whoa 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, la, la, la-la-la La, la, la, la-la-la La, la, la, la-la-la La, la, la, la-la-la Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane
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