E                                A
My baby left this morning with everything I had
    F#                                     B7
She didn't give me no warning and that's why I feel so bad
     E      F#     A              E
Oh, Anita, Anita I need some sympathy
         F#   A                   E
Anita, I love ya, come and sit by me

         D#           G#m
That's a tape that we made
        F                            Bb
But I'm sad to say it never made the grade
         D#          G#m
That was me third guitar
  Cm               Bb     D#
I wonder where the others are

A    
Vine Street
                          B
We used to live there on Vine Street
F#m                     C#m
She made perfume in the back of the room
      F#m
While me and my group we'd sit out on the stoop
                                                          C#m
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