Lyrics Sweet Jane - Live Encore at The Mosque, Richmond, VA, 8/8/1989 - Lou Reed
Well, thank you very much
Maybe they don't like, maybe they don't like guitar
Standin' on the corner, suitcase in my hand
Hey, Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest
And me, I'm in a rock and roll band
He ridin' a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
It goes with different times
Those poets studied rules of verse
And those ladies rolled their eyes
Yeah, send them out
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Now Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their monies
When they come home from work
His sittin' near by the fire
The radio does play little classical music
"The March Of The Wooden Soldiers"
Oh, you can hear Jack say
You know it, sing it now
Sweet Jane
Sweet, sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Some people like go out dancing
Then there's other people like us, baby
We gotta work, better watch me now
There's even some evil mothers there, love
Tell you life's just made out of dirt
That pretty women never really faint
That villains always blink their eyes
Their children are the only one's who blush
That life is just to die, but I'll tell y'all something
Anyone who's had a heart
Won't turn around and break it
Anyone who's ever played a part
They won't turn around and hate it
You know to sing of sweet, sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
Heavenly wine and roses seem to whisper to him
When she smiles
Heavenly wine and roses seem to whisper to him
When she smiles
La-la-la-na, la-na-na-na
La-la-la-na, la-na-na-na
La-la-la-na, la-na-na-na
La-la-la-na, la-na-na-na
Sweet Jane
Sweet, sweet Jane
Sweet Jane
I'd like to introduce my band to you
On my right, Michael Rathke
And on the drums, Bob Medici
And on the electric bass Rob Wasserman
And our great crew (yeah, crew)
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