Sweet Jane lyrics

Artist  : David Bowie 
Song : Sweet Jane



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 Standin' on the corner, suit case in my hand, Jack
is in his coat, Jane is in her vest, and, me, I'm
in a rock 'n' roll band. Riding in a
Stutz-Bearcat, Jim. Ya know, those were different
times. The poets, they studied rules of verse, and
the ladies, they rolled their eyes.Sweet Jane!
Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane!



        Now, Jack, he is a banker, and Jane, she
is a clerk. Both of them save their monies, when
they come home from work. Sittin' down there by
the fire, the radio does play. The classic music
is, "The March of Wooden Soldiers", and
you can heard Jack say, Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane,
Sweet Jane.



     Some people like to go out dancin'. Now
other people they go to work. There's even some
evil mothers, they'll tell you life's just made
out of dirt.That women, they never really faint,
and villains always blink their eyes.That
childeren are the only ones who blush, and life
is just to die. That every one who ever had a
heart...that wouldn't turn round and break it,
anyone that played a part, whooa, and wouldn't
turn round and hate it.Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane,
Sweet Jane.



      Sweet Jane! (Sweet Jane) Sweet Jane! (Sweet
Jane)...Sweet Jane! (Sweet Jane)...(Sweet
Jane)...(Sweet Jane)...(Sweet Jane).