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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