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