Vine Street - Nilsson

My baby left this morning with everything I had

She didn’t give me no warning, and that’s why I feel so bad

Oh, Anita!

Anita!

I need some sympathy

Anita!

I love ya!

Come and sit by me

That’s a tape that we made

But I’m sad to say it never made the grade

That was me, third guitar

I wonder where the others are

Vine Street

We used to live there

On Vine Street

She made perfume

In the back of her room

While me and my group

Would sit out on the stoop

And we’d play for her

The songs she liked best

To have us play

On Vine Street

Vine Street

The crack of the back beat

On Vine Street

Swingin' along

On the wings of a song

Lyin' secure

Self-righteous and sure

While we’ve things to say

If the people would pay

To have us play

On Vine Street