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

Sold a guitar today
I never could play much anyway
Vine Street

We used to live there on Vine Street
She made perfume in the back of her room
And 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 backbeat on Vine Street
Swingin' along on the wings of a song
And (lyin'?) secure, self righteous and sure
While we'd things to say
That the people would pay to hear us play

On Vine Street

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