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West Side Story

Jet Song

 

Jet Song

(álbum: West Side Story - 1961)


[Riff:]
When you're a Jet
You're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dying day

When you're a Jet
Let 'em 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!

Now I know Tony like I know me. I guarantee you can count him in

[Action:]
In, out, let's get cracking

[A-Rab:]
Where you gonna find Bernardo?

[Riff:]
At the dance tonight at the gym

[A-Rab:]
Yeah but the gym is neutral territory!

[Riff:]
A-Rab I'm gonna make nice with him! I'm only gonna challenge him

[Ice:]
Great, Daddy-O!

[Riff:]
So everybody dress up sweet and sharp
Meet Tony and me at the dance at the ten
And walk tall!

[A-Rab:]
We always walk tall!

[Baby John:]
We're Jets!

[Big Deal:]
The greatest!

[Snowboy:]
When you're a Jet
You're the top cat in town
You're the gold-medal kid
With the heavyweight crown

[Ice:]
When you're a Jet
You're the swingin'est thing
Little boy, you're a man
Little man, you're a king!

[All:]
The Jets are in gear
Our cylinders are clicking
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 drawing the line
So keep your noses hidden
We're hanging a sign
Says "Visitors forbidden"
And we ain't kiddin
Here come the Jets
Yeah! And we're gonna beat
Every last bugging gang
On the whole bugging street

On the whole
Bugging
Ever
Loving
Street
Yeah!

feito

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