Velvet Underground, The lyrics

Standin' on a corner Suitcase in my hand Jack's in his corset, Jane is in her vest and me I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Huh. Riding a Stutz Bear Cat, Jim ya know, those were different times all the poets studied rules of verse and those ladies they rolled their eyes Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she's a clerk and both of them save their monies when they get home from work sittin downby the fire Ooo, the radio does play the classical music there, Jim The March of the Wooden Soldiers All you protest kids you can hear Jack say Get This Ringtone

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