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're a Jet, 
You stay a Jet! 

Oh, when the Jets fall in at the cornball dance, 
We'll be the sweetest dressin' gang in pants! 
And when the chicks dig us in our Jet black ties, 
They're gonna flip, gonna flop, gonna drop like flies! 

RIFF: (Spoken) Hey. Cool. Easy. Sweet. 
ACTION and BABY JOHN (Sing) 
When you're a Jet, 
You're the top cat in town, 
You're the gold medal kid 
With the heavyweight crown! 

A-RAB, ACTION, BIG DEAL 
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 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!