Standing on the corner,
suitcase in my hand,
Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest,
and me? I´m in my rock´n ´roll band
Riding old Stutzbearcat, Jim?
You know those different times,
all the poets, they just studied rules of verse
and those ladies rolled their eyes.
Just you stayed such a sweet, Jane...
Now Jack, he is a banker
and Jane, she is a clerk
and both of them save their moneys-honeys when they come home from that f.....g work,
sitting down by the fire
and the radio does play
the march of the wooden soldiers
and you can hear Jack say
Sweet Jane...
Some people, they like to go out dancing
and other people, like us, we have to work
and there´s even some evil mothers
well, they gonna tell you, that everything is just a pain and dirt
you know, that women never really faint
and that villains always blink their eyes
and that children are the only ones who blush
and that life is just to die...
Sweet Jane!
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