Sweet Jane Lyrics - The Complete Eater - Eater

Standin' on a corner, 

Suitcase in my hand. 

Jack's in his car, says to Jane, who's in her vest, 

Me, babe, I'm in a rock n' roll band. 

Ridin' in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim, 

Those were different times. 

And the poets studied rows of verse, 

And all the ladies rolled their eyes 

Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane 

Now, Jack, he is a banker, 

And Jane, she is a clerk. 

And the both of them are saving up their money... 

Then they come home from work. 

Sittin' by the fire... 

Radio just played a little classical music for you kids, 

The march of the wooden soldiers 

And you can hear Jack say 

Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane 

Some people like to go out dancing 

And other people, (like us) they gotta work 

And there's always some evil mothers 

They'll tell you life is full of dirt. 

And the women never really faint, 

And the villans always blink their eyes. 

And the children are the only ones who blush. 

'Cause life is just to die. 

But, anyone who has a heart 

Wouldn't want to turn around and break it 

And anyone who ever played the part 

He wouldn't want to turn around and fake it 

Sweet Jane