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