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Sweet Jane - Mott the Hoople
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Sweet Jane Mott the Hoople

Sweet Jane - Mott the Hoople
[Verse 1]
Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset and Jane is in her vest
And me, I'm in a rock and roll band

[Verse 2]
Riding in a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
Those were different times
And the poets studied rules of verse
And all the ladies rolled their eyes

[Chorus]
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane

[Verse 3]
Now Jack he is a banker
And Jane she is a clerk
And they're both saving up all their money
And when they come home from work

[Verse 4]
Sitting by the fire
Radios a-play a little classical music for you kids
To The March of the Wooden Soldiers
And you can hear Jack say
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