Prologue: Jet Song

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!
Buggin'--!
Ever --!
Lovin'--!
Street!!