Sweet Jane

Standin' on the corner

Suitcase in my hand

Jack's in his corset

Jane's in her vest

And me, I'm in a rock 'n' roll band

Ridin' her stud's Bearcat, Jim, you know

But those were different times

All the poets, they studied rules of verse

And all the ladies, they rolled their eyes

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Now Jack, he is a banker

And Jane, she is a clerk

And both of them save all their money

And when they get home from work

They'll be sittin' down by the fire

Ooh, their radio does play

Classical music there, Jim

"The March of the Wooden Soldiers"

All you protest kids, you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Some people, they like to go out dancin'

And other people, they gotta work

And there's even some evil mothers

Gonna tell you everything is just dirt

You know that women never really faint

And villains always blink their eyes

You know children are the only ones who blush

And that life is just a dime

Everyone who ever had a heart

Would turn around and break it

Anyone who ever played a part

Would turn around and hate it

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane

She's so sweet, Jane

Sweet, sweet