Текст песни: Vine Street + перевод

That’s the 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

I sold the guitar today…

I never did play much anyway

Vine Street

We used to live there on Vine Street

She made perfume in the back of the 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 Vinestreet

Swingin along on the wings of a song

And I’ll lie in, secure, self-righteous, and sure

Why we’ve things to say that the people would pay to hear us play,

on Vine Street

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