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