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!

I know Tony like I know me
And I guarantee you can count him in
In, out, let's get crackin'
Where you gonna find Bernardo?

It ain't safe to go into P.R territory
He'll be at the dance tonight at the gym
But the gym's neutral territory
Hey A-Rab I'm gonna make nice there I'm only gonna challenge him
Great, Daddy-O, so listen everybody dress up sweet and sharp

Meet Tony and me at dance after 10?
And walk tall
We always walk tall
We are 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 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 n' the whole buggin' street!
On the whole buggin' ever, lovin street yeah

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Leonard Bernstein, Stephen Sondheim