| Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand
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| Jackie’s in the schoolyard, Jane is in her vest
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| I’m in a rock 'n' roll band
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| Riding a Stutz Bearcat
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| You know, those were different times
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| All the poets, they studied rules of verse
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| And the ladies, they just rolled their eyes
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| Now Jackie, he’s a banker
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| And Jane, she is a clerk
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| And both of them save up their monies
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| When they get home from work
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| Sitting right down by the fire
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| The radio it does play
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| Classical music, the March of the Wooden Soldiers
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| You should hear Jack say
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| Sweet Jane
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| Woah, sweet Jane
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| Woah, sweet Jane
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| Some people, they go out dancing
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| And some people, they have to work
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| And there’s even some evil mothers
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| Gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
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| They say women never really faint
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| And that villains always blink their eyes
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| Children are the only ones who blush
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| And that life is just to die
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| Well, anyone who ever had a heart
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| Wouldn’t turn around and break it
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| Well, anyone who ever played a part
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| They wouldn’t turn around and hate it
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| I say, sweet Jane
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| Woah, sweet Jane
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| Woah, sweet Jane
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| Woah, sweet, sweet Jane
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| Heavenly wine and roses
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| Seem to whisper to me when you smile
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| Sha lala lala la, sha lala lala la
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| Sha lala lala la, sha 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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| Sweet Jane
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| Sweet Jane
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| Sweet Jane
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| Sweet Jane
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| And anyone who ever had a heart
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| Wouldn’t turn around and break it
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| And anyone who ever played a part
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| They wouldn’t turn around and hate it
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| Does anyone have a heart?
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| Has anyone ever had a heart?
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| Has anyone ever had a heart?
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| Has anyone ever had a heart?
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| Sweet Jane
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| Sweet Jane
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| Sweet Jane |