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