Old bones made me cynical
About the others in vanity street
In 525 at 7:15
I caught the end of her show
She was dancing obscene
To the entertainment lawyer
With pockets of sweets, she said
"Come on sugar"

No one comes here anymore to Vanity street
There's a buzz the owners have fallen out of their trees

Stick with it
Oh my I'm stuck with it

Love is a reflection
Of what you're guaranteed to lose
Now drugs, there's a suggestion
But some things ain't so easy to use

No one comes here anymore to Vanity street
There's a buzz the owners have fallen out of their trees

No one comes here anymore to Vanity street
There's a word the ocean has turned and is heading upstream
And it's coming right for me

Stick with it
Oh my I'm stuck with it