Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest
Me honey I'm in a rock 'n' roll bandRidin' a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
Those were different times
They studied rules of verse
And those ladies they rolled their eyesSweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet JaneJack, he is a banker
Jane, she is a clerk
Both of them save their money
When they come home from workSittin' near by the fire
Radio does play, look classical music there, kids
The march of the wooden soldiers
You can hear Jack say"Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane"Some people like to go out dancing
As other people like us, we gotta work
There's even some evil mothers
They'll tell you that life is just made out of dirtAnd women never really faint
All the villains always blink their eyes
That children are the only ones who blush
And life is just to dieAnyone who ever had a heart
And wouldn't turn around and break it
Anyone who ever played a part
And wouldn't turn around and hate itSweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet JaneSweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet JaneOh honey sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Oh are you sweet Jane?
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane