Jet Song (From "West Side Story"/Soundtrack Version)

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, if the spit hits the fan 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'rе a Jet, you stay a Jet! So meet Tony and Me at thе Dogs Days Dance at the gym tonight We can't rumble at the gym, it will be lousy with cops Maybe we had enough troubles with the Puerto Ricans for one day Relax! It's a social mixer, so we'll mix until the time is right to fix the rumble for tomorrow night Be there 10 p.m, punctual-like, dressed to kill, walking tall! We always walk tall! We're Jets! The greatest! 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 ev'ry 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 Ev'ry last buggin' gang on the whole buggin' street! On the whole! Ever! Mother! Lovin'! Street! Yeah!