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