Youre in the bar, playing guitar
Im trying not to let the crowd next to me
Its so hard sometimes with the star
When you have to share him with everybody

Youre in the club, living it up
Im trying not to let the crowd notice me
Its so sweet, swingin to the beat
When I know that youre doing it all for me

And every time you look up
I know what youre thinking of
I know what youre thinking of

You want my
Groupie love
Groupie love
Groupie love

Time after time, writing my lines
Having my baby there next to me
Its 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
Its like magic, babe, isnt life wonderful?

And every time we hook up
I know what youre thinking of
I know what youre 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 aint 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 aint got no time for no groupie love
We dont 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

(You are my babe)
Groupie love
Groupie love
Groupie love

Groupie love