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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 the room
While me and my group we'd 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
Why we'd things to say if the people would pay to have us play
On Vine Street
Note: I know this isn't very good so please be free to correct anything in it