Betty Buckley - The Jet Song (West Side Story) текст песни

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When you re a Jet,
You re a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin day.
When you re a Jet,
Let them do what they can,
You got brothers around,
You re a family man!
You re never alone,
You re never disconnected!
You re home with your own
When company s expected,
You re well protected!
Then you are set
With a capital J,
Which you ll never forget
Till they cart you away.
When you re a Jet,
You stay
A Jet!
When you re a Jet,
You re the top cat in town,
You re the gold-medal kid
With the heavyweight crown!
When you re a Jet,
You re the swingin est thing.

Little boy, you re a man;

Little man, you re a king!
The Jets are in gear,
Our cylinders are clickin !
The Sharks ll steer clear
Cause every Puerto Rican s
A lousy chicken!
Here come the Jets
Like a bat out of hell
Someone gets in our way
Someone don t feel so well!
Here come the Jets:
Little world, step aside!
Better go underground,
Better run, better hide!
We re drawin the line,
So keep your noses hidden!
We re hangin a sign
Says Visitors forbidden --
And we ain t kiddin!
Here come the Jets,
Yeah! And we re gonna beat
Every last buggin gang
On the whole buggin street!
One the whole
Ever, mother, lovin
Street! Yeah!

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