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