Written and composed by Paul McCartney

Jet, jet, jet

I can almost remember their funny faces
That time you told them that you were going to be marrying soon
And jet, I thought the only lonely place was on the moon

Jet, jet, jet

Was your father as bold as a sergeant major?
How come he told you that you'ere hardly old enough yet?
And jet, I thought the major was a lady suffragette

Jet, jet

Ah matter, want jet to always love me?
Ah matter, want jet to always love me?
Ah matter, much later

Jet

And jet, I thought the major was a lady suffragette

Jet, jet

Ah matter, want jet to always love me?
Ah matter, want jet to always love me?
Ah matter, much later

With the wind in your hair of a thousand laces
Climb on the back and we’ll go for a ride in the sky
And jet, I thought that the major was a lady suffragette

Jet, jet

And jet, you know I thought you was a lady suffragette

Jet

Pretty lady, pretty lady