Sweet Jane (Live)-Mott The Hoople

[ti:Sweet Jane (Live Version)] [ar:Mott The Hoople] [al:Original Album Classics] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.82]Sweet Jane (Live) - Mott The Hoople [00:05.70] [00:22.76]Standing on the corner [00:23.82] [00:26.26]Suitcase in my hand [00:27.38] [00:29.76]Jack is in his corset and Jane is in her vest [00:32.26] [00:33.07]And me I'm in a rock and roll band [00:35.25] [00:36.69]Riding in a Stutz Bearcat Jim [00:38.50] [00:40.50]Those were different times [00:41.88] [00:43.63]And the poets studied rules of verse [00:46.13] [00:47.01]And all the ladies rolled there eyes [00:49.63] [00:52.07]Sweet Jane [00:52.69] [00:55.26]Sweet Jane [00:56.01] [00:58.82]Sweet Jane [00:59.63] [01:15.63]Now Jack he is a banker [01:17.13] [01:19.07]And Jane she is a clerk [01:20.75] [01:22.57]And they're both saving up all their money [01:24.57] [01:25.82]And when they come home from work [01:28.32] [01:29.88]Sitting by the fire [01:31.01] [01:33.38]Radios a-play [01:34.07] [01:35.07]A little classical music for you kids [01:37.38]To the march of the wooden soldiers and you can hear Jack say [01:42.07] [01:44.82]Sweet Jane [01:45.51] [01:48.13]Sweet Jane [01:48.88] [01:51.56]Sweet Jane [01:52.38] [02:08.13]Some people like to go out dancing [02:10.57] [02:11.94]Other people they got to work [02:13.82] [02:15.13]And there's always some evil mothers [02:16.63] [02:18.04]I tell you life is just full of dirt [02:20.60] [02:22.16]And the women never really faint [02:24.35] [02:25.79]And the villains always blink their eyes [02:28.79] [02:29.54]And children are the only ones that blush [02:32.17] [02:32.92]And that life is just to die [02:35.23] [02:37.29]But anyone who had a heart [02:38.60] [02:40.85]He wouldn't want to turn around and break it [02:42.86] [02:44.98]And anyone who ever played a part [02:46.55] [02:48.48]He wouldn't want to turn around and hate it [02:50.92] [02:52.60]Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane [03:02.92] [03:05.73]Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane [03:13.18] [04:17.35]Oh my sweet Jane