Groupie Life

One last thought before I hit the road
I just can’t stay here I hope you understand
This life isn’t for me
I’m becoming a groupie
I’d rather be found under a palm tree
Take me to the islands of dreams and sin
I’ll dine every night and drink fine wine again
I’ll dance with all men because all are kind
I’ll wake up and hope someone else opens the blinds

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