| You're in the bar, playing guitar
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| I'm trying not to let the crowd next to me
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| It's so hard sometimes with the star
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| When you have to share him with everybody
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| You're in the club, living it up
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| I'm trying not to let the crowd notice me
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| It's so sweet, swingin' to the beat
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| When I know that you're doing it all for me
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| And every time you look up
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| I know what you're thinking of
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| I know what you're thinking of
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| You want my
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love
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| Time after time, writing my lines
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| Having my baby there next to me
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| It's so sweet, pouring you a drink
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| And pretending that nothing means anything
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| This is my life, you by my side
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| Key lime and perfume and festivals
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| Taking our dreams, turning them to things
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| It's like magic, babe, isn't life wonderful?
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| And every time we hook up
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| I know what you're thinking of
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| I know what you're thinking of
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| You want my
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love
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| Front row, every show like a hype man (hmm)
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| Sing along word for word while she my bae (yeah)
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| Side stage, fans screamin' causin' migraines
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| Yamborghini-high, but she ain't on my grade (hmm, hmm)
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| God dang, got a nigga acting irate (hmm, hmm)
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| My babe, my babe, stay on my brain (yeah)
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| My babe, made me sing to a fire escape
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| City girl, but she grew up in the tri-state
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| She ain't got no time for no groupie love (hmm)
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| We don't pay no minds to the thug with a... (hmm)
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| Girls, you and I, so who do we trust?
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| You and I 'til the day we die (You and I 'til the day we die)
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love
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| You are my babe
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love
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| Groupie love |