STUPID GROUPIE
by Paytem Jane
First time on scene,
In love from the Tv,
A life followed by magazines
Press, gigs and trips,
City after city,
Routine for a celebrity.
Dressed for success, a chance to impress,
Mine is not an innocent request,
From the front row,
To make our own show.
Iâ??m here tonight,
Hoping you love me like you do in your movies,
Out of spotlights,
I guess Iâ??m becoming a stupid groupie,
My life, my love,
My hero, my god, my all, my star.
Never at sight,
I promise Iâ??ll be nice till I wake up by your side.
Dirty glamour,
Sex and cocaine,
Behind the door of your backstage
Paparazzi out,
Turn the flashes off,
An autograph is not enough.
Tomorrow youâ??ll cross thousands of miles,
With your ten million dollar smile,
But now, the shouts,
Don't come from a crowd.
CHORUS
All right, Iâ??m a loser but the luckiest one,
â??Cause I, Iâ??ll know that you loved me at least once.
CHORUS